Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How The Other Half Lives, artist - Dry County. Album song Waitin On Hank, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Dry County
Song language: English
How The Other Half Lives |
Well I’ve been bustin' this old blue collar |
Ditching long neck bottles |
Pinching every dollar to say |
'Hey baby let’s sail away' |
A thousand hours in the overtime |
I’m breaking this worn out back of mine |
But I can’t wait to see |
My baby’s face when I say |
Well I’ve gave all I gots to give |
And now I’m sick |
Of being sick and tired of this |
So I think it’s time that you and I |
See how the other half lives |
And you and I will be |
One shot, pit stop from sailing away |
And living that working class dream |
White sands, dark tan |
The love of my life with a drink |
In both her beautiful hands |
And telling me dear |
If heaven were an Island |
The Angels woulda made it right here |
I’m Double fistin' in the Island sun |
Relax kickin' back |
Chillin' with the woman I love |
Livin' what we been missin' for years |
It’s hotter at the Equator Line |
I’m sweatin' out the mundane work train |
Pullin' my life |
And just lovin' it here |
I think I’m ready for another round and |
Maybe later lets renew the vows |
'Cause some times we take for granted |
All the things that we love |
And you and I will be |
One shot, pit stop from sailing away |
And living that working class dream |
White sands, dark tan |
The love of my life with a drink |
In both her beautiful hands |
And telling me dear |
Oh if heaven were an Island |
The Angels woulda made it right here |
They woulda made it right here |
They woulda made it right here |
So much better than I ever dreamed |
And I don’t think I wanna ever leave |
So pour me a shot |
For my baby and me |
And her and I will be |
One shot, pit stop from sailing away |
And living that working class dream |
White sands, dark tan |
The love of my life with a drink |
In both her beautiful hands |
And telling me dear |
Oh if heaven were an Island |
The Angels woulda made it right here |
This paradise we’re livin' |
Makes me think about all |
We been missin here |
Oh dear |
(They woulda made it right here) |
This paradise we’re livin' |
Makes me think about all |
We been missin here |
Oh dear |
(They woulda made it right here) |
Yeah whoa |
Yeah |
(They woulda made it right here) |
Yeah whoa |
Yeah |
(They woulda made it right here) |
Yeah whoa |
Yeah |