Lyrics:
(One...Two...One, two, three, four...)I got up and I drove to workOn the wrong side of the roadWhat the hell would I doI must admit I didn't knowAndrea came along y'allTo add a couple lines or soI got one I finished yesterdayAnd I got three-point-six to goOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm outta hereOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm out of herePeople tell meBen, just make up junkAnd turn it inBut i could never could quite bring myselfTo write a bunch of shitI don't like wasting timeOn music that won't make me proudBut now I've found a reasonTo sit right down and shit some outOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm outta hereOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm out of hereYeah, yeah...I love you more thanAny man has loved before ILove you more thanAll the stars up in the skyI think that we shouldSettle down andLive happily foreverAfterWhat do you think of that?...I'm really not complainingI realize it's just a jobAnd I hate hearing belly-aching rockstarsWhine and sob'Cause I could be bussing tablesI could well be pumpin' gasYeah, but I get paid much finerFor playin' piano and kissin' assAnd it's one-point-sixYesterdayAnd three-point-sixThe lastOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm outta hereOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm out of hereOne downAnd three-point-sixOne downAnd three-point-sixTomorrowAnd I'm out of here