paroles de chanson Live Here To Work - Kip Moore

Fuck that!
I don't live here to work
And my time is short and it ain't yours
Don't get me wrong, I don't mind gettin' my hands in a little dirt
But I don't live here to work

Kip, son, need a little more from you
Can you put a little overtime?
Head dog's bitchin' 'bout shit to do
Help me and I'll help you climb

Well, I could use a little hustle
A little more muscle
Maybe work another six-day week
Won't take you no time if you put in the grind
Be a manager just like me

Fuck that!
I don't live here to work
My time is short and it ain't yours
Don't get me wrong, I don't mind gettin' my hands in a little dirt
But I don't live here to work

Well, you can't teach an old dog brand new tricks
And an alley cat's just gonna stray
You can't make a wild girl no housewife, man
And a playboy's just gonna play

Well, if I had a little hustle
I could give you some muscle
But I'd rather drink an ice-cold beer
Speakin' of which, man, it's five o'clock now
And I ain't gonna stick around here

Fuck that!
I don't live here to work
My time is short and it ain't yours
Don't get me wrong, I don't mind gettin' my hands in a little dirt
But I don't live here to work
Huh!

(I know now)

Well, you can't teach an old dog brand new tricks
And an alley cat's just gonna stray
You can't make a wild girl no housewife, man
And a playboy's just gonna play

Fuck that!
I don't live here to work
My time is short and it ain't yours
Don't get me wrong, I don't mind gettin' my hands in a little dirt
But I don't live here to work

But I don't mind gettin' my hands in a little dirt
But I don't live here to work
Fuck that!