Lyrics Low Class Reunion - John Schneider

Low Class Reunion

So you’re stuck up there at the country club
Callin' me down here on the phone
'Cause it’s after dark and your car won’t start
And no one there’ll take you home
Well, your so called friends at the top
Can’t stop their talkin' just to give you a ride
Why don’t you come down here
I’ll buy you a beer, it’ll help you swallow your pride
And we can have us a low class reunion
Right here at Smokey Joe’s
A low class reunion
Where the good ol' good times roll
Where there’s sawdust on the dance floor
And graffiti on the wall
Well, I’d rather be here with some low class friends
Than to have no friends at all
My my, it’s good to see you
You sure are lookin' swell
Just pay no mind to how I look,
I know I look like hell
But you remember your old friends
Here’s George and Bob and Sue
They’ve helped me through a lot of nights
Just sittin' here waitin' for you
So we can have us a low class reunion
Right here at Smokey Joe’s
A low class reunion
Where the good ol' good time roll
Where there’s sawdust on the dance floor
And graffiti on the wall
And I’d rather be here with some low class friends
Than to have no friends at all
We can have us a low class reunion
Right here at Smokey Joe’s
A low class reunion
Where the good ol' good times roll
Where there’s sawdust on the dance floor
And graffiti on the wall
And I’d rather be here with some low class friends
Than to have no friends at all
We can have us a low class reunion
Right here at Smokey Joe’s
A low class reunion
Where the good ol' good times roll
Where there’s sawdust on the dance floor
And my number’s on the bathroom wall
And I’d rather be here with some low class friends
Than to have no friends at all