[Verse 1]
Well I guess I overdid it
Why can't I learn to quit it?
There must be somethin' bred in my bones
I heard a story 'bout my grandpappy
Gettin' down and rollin' till dawn
[Verse 2]
Way down in Alabama
Just south of Tallahatta
Them fellas hate to hear my name
'Cause all their pretty girlfriends shun them Lord
And leave me to blame
[Verse 3]
Well it's a mean scene, man
You never seen nothin' like it
And I ain't the kind to stretch out the truth
Every time I head south, son
I always come back missing a tooth
[Chorus]
Hey, if work won't pay the first dime
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Verse 4]
She was dressed in Dolce Vita
Alone sippin' tequila
Breathtakingly gorgeous in pearl
A Eufaula temptress
And soon to be my company girl
[Verse 5]
Well the band was slowly swingin'
When Jessica came to me
Asked, "When you think you gonna save me a dance?"
In her eyes, I sensed madness
And whispered "Honey, here's your last chance"
[Verse 6]
She was a lap cat, man
I never had nothing like her
And I ain't the kind to stretch out a lie
While she was getting even
I was getting close to goodbye
[Chorus]
Hey, if work won't pay the first dime
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Verse 7]
I was on the way out the back
When somethin' caught me
Like a stack of cinderblocks across the jaw
Overhead was a jealous red
Corn-fed and ready to brawl
[Verse 8]
Well I finally found my feet
I turned to him the other cheek
Said, "Mister, take it if you want 'cause I'm owed it
But just know I didn't know she had herself a sure-enough one-and-only"
[Chorus]
Hey, if work won't pay the first dime
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
[Chorus]
Hey, if work won't pay the first dime
Might as well sell a hook-line
Y'all, it ain't my fault
I'm just a sucker for a good time
Sucker For A Good Time was written by Brent Cobb & Jesse Miller.
Sucker For A Good Time was produced by Dave Cobb.