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Yep
Well, I work all day
Puttin' myself half in the grave
And I ain't got nothin' to show for it
'Cause I burn my pay
Late nights in the yard
Just tryna see how damn far it'll be
'Til I can pack my things
And head out towards the stars
Where there's a payphone on the wall
And empty beer cans in the stalls
And there ain't nobody in here
With pourin' old blood alcohol
And I got the boys all with me
And we're all singin' along
And there ain't no place we'd rather be
Than right here at home
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, at home
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
Well, I'll say it once, and I'll say it twice
Them city lights shouldn't take over the sky
'Cause I haven't seen a starlight all damn week
And my head is beatin', I'm tired of the heat
So I'll get on my own two feet and crack a couple cold ones
And sing real loud
Where there's a payphone on the wall
And empty beer cans in the stalls
And there ain't nobody in here
With pourin' old blood alcohol
And I got the boys all with me
And we're all singin' along
And there ain't no place we'd rather be
Than right here at home
Yes, sir
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
And there'll be the beers and the tears
From laughin' too hard
We all know we're lucky to be right
Where we are
With that payphone on the wall
And empty beer cans in the stalls
And there ain't nobody in here
With pourin' old blood alcohol
And I got the boys all with me
And we're all singin' along
And there ain't no place we'd rather be
Than right here at home
(Oh, that's it)