Rug Burns - Single Life Lyrics
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Single Life
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What Are The Lyrics For Single Life By Rug Burns?
There's a cold piece of pizza in the fridge if you want it
A stale glass of beer on the table by the playboys Did you see miss march? god, she looks so young This single life, it sure is fun Well we could go to the lounge at the holiday inn Hear my favorite band play the latest michael jackson Song about a boy with a really nice bike This single life, it sure is fun We'll snort some cocaine in the bathroom by the condom dispenser Talk about the barmaid, hey I hear she'll take her pants off If you drive a camaro. life just seems better This single life, it sure is fun Well I am still a young man It's really pretty cool My friends they're old and married What a bunch of stupid fools We'll meet some chicks at the bar and collect all our pennies We'll stumble to our cars and we'll drive real fast to denny's I'll put my hand up her skirt We'll eat a couple grand slams This single life, it sure is fun Well in the morning when you wake up, there's a dental hygenist Lying in your bed. she really thinks you're a dentist You said you'd give her a job And you'd take her to see snoop doggy dogg's gun collection This single life, it sure is fun Well there's a cold piece of pizza in the fridge if you want it A bottle of aspirin on the table by the playboys Did you see miss April? God I feel so old This single life, it sure is fun |
Who Wrote Single Life By Rug Burns?
Steve Poltz
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