Brad Cotter - Blue Collar Night lyrics

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Brad Cotter - Blue Collar Night lyrics

Blue Collar Nights (J. Steele/B. Allmand) If you don't count the overtime, it's a 40 hour grunt This American dream ain't easy on a paycheck twice a month SSI FICA fedral and state tax, only thing it's good for is settin' a man back But I've got a 20 in my pocket and I'm gettin' the first round And there's a band in the corner and they're gonna rock the house And them girls from the Skynard show, how much you wanna bet There all ready in the back shootin' pool and smokin' cigarettes And we might get lucky, if we play our cards right Chances are I'll end up drunk just trying to pick a fight Singing Whoa all the way home.. Yeah we'll shoot out the lights Its a Blue Collar Night. I'm still in that same red brick flat me and Gina hunted down, Cinder block shevles and the lime green sofa pull out. Been two years since I've seen her leave in that corvette. When I look around this dump sometimes I see why she left. But I've been savin' up my money, started goin' back to school and I'm learning them computers and maybe in a year or two. I can start a little buisness and if I get it off the ground. I can talk the bank into a loan for that place Gina dreamed about. And I bet she'll come crawling back, I'll be sittin' here till then Drinkin' beer and throwin' darts and having laughs with all my friends. Singing whoa all the why home. yeah we'll shoot out the lights, it's a blue collar night Yeah I came home to Gina's sweet voice coming out of my machine Said that LA sunshine is even better than I dreamed I rewound 3 more times, called my steve I said lets go, he said I'm broke, I said grab your keys Cause I've got a 20 in my pocket and I'm gettin' the first round, And there's a band in the corner, they're gonna rock the house And those girls from the Skynard show, how much you wanna bet They're already in the back shootin' pool and smokin' cigarettes. Yeah we might get lucky if we play our cards right But chances are we'll end up drunk just trying to pick a fight Singing Whoooo all the way home Yeah we'll shoot out the lights Its a Blue Collar Night. Whooo all the way home Yeah we'll shoot out the lights Its a blue collar.....its a blue collar night