1, 2 1, 2, 3 I got up and I drove to work on the wrong side of the road and what the hell would I do I must admit I didn't know and Andrew came along y'all to add a couple of lines or so I got one I finished yesterday and I got three-point-six to go one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here people tell me "Ben, just make up junk and turn it in", but I never was alright with turnin' in a bunch of sh** don't like wasting time on music that won't make me proud, but now I've found a reason to sit right down and sh** some out one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here
yeah, yeah I love you more than any man has loved before I love you more than all the stars up in the sky I think that we should settle down and live happily forever after... what do you think of that? I'm really not complaining I realize it's just a job and I hate hearing bellyaching rockstars whine and sob 'cause I could be bussin' tables I could well be pumping gas yeah, but I get paid much finer for playing piano and kissing a** and it's one-point-six yesterday and three-point-six last one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here one down and three-point-six one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here