Country Livin' - The Lacs

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise paradise

You never catch me straight laid back, all up in the Maybach

That don’t make them work boots face that

I’d rather be up in the '81 Chevy with the 8 track

Bumpin' that way back, rollin' clean like Ajax

Rollin' through Savanna with a Vanna like I’m Sajak

Hey Pat I know that you hate that

But the haters lookin' at me like they don’t want a guppie

Like how did he say that (Say that)

But I don’t think I’m out of order just a country boy reporter

That just simply has to state facts (State facts)

'Cause I’ve been pimpin' since pimpin

And shrimpin' and dippin' and limpin'

And you can check up on the day back (Day back)

I got a camouflage cutie with a bangin' little bootie

Now how you gonna rate that (Rate that)

If you ever think I’m lyin' just to hit 'em and rewind

And listen for the play back (Play back)

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise paradise

I creep back up in the cypress stump lake

Find a big ol' chunky lighter

Got her tied up with a chain (Yeah)

It’s free pickin’s if you live around close

If you don’t Mr. Remington will let your ass go

Ain’t nothin' much goin' on past 10

Bunch of high school friends huntin' shit to get into

Pretty soon you got that crooked ass grin

'Cause the hunch punch gin runs about 110 proof

See I can show you how to creep 'round incognito

Lay the seat down in that dookie brown El Camino

Stay up whiskey bent and hell bound

How you like my creedo

I ain’t sweatin' 'bout gettin' caught

'Cause the law is all we know

You see a patch of woods me I see potential

Wrap a fence around the edge

And throw some cattle in the middle

Hey it ain’t much of your business

But this tractor ain’t a rental

Front to back, back and forth

Matter fact, now play your fiddle boy

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise paradise

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise

Now baby this country livin' let me think I never wanna see the light

Yeah we talk slow, most of us poo', but I think I found paradise paradise