Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
Matt Stillwell
[Verse 1]
Another red letter bill
I buy my gas ten at a time
Can't afford to fill up my second hand truck
This place could sure use a rug
A coat of paint, a faucet on the sink
And some other stuff Lord, can't afford
If things could only work a little different than they do
[Chorus]
You'd be covered in diamonds from your heard to your toes
We'd helicopter to our place on the coast
We'd be kissin' and laughin' and rollin' in satin
And makin' a killin'
If we could make love for a livin'
[Verse 2]
Hey wouldn't it be fine
Maybe we're already puttin' overtime in
Weekends, that doe be rollin' in
We'd pay the credit cards off
I'd get to give a peace of my mind to that boss that's a jerk
No tie and no shirt
I'd die wishin' that I spent more time at work
[Chorus]
You'd be covered in diamonds from your heard to your toes
We'd helicopter to our place on the coast
We'd be kissin' and laughin' and rollin' in satin
And makin' a killin'
If we could make love for a livin'
We'd pimp our double wide with [?]
Maybe there'd be champagne and a big hot tub
We'd be kissin' and laughin' and rollin' in satin
And makin' a killin'
If we could make love for a livin'
If we could make love for a livin'
We'd be livin', we'd be livin'