One, two, three, and... ♪♪ You know, I spent a little time out in Malibu I spent quite a bit down in Nashville, too Cause I like the beach and I loves to honky-tonk But the place that I call home Is where I never have to feel alone It's the place where I was raised and I was born And the grass don't get much greener And life can't get no sweeter I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine And there's no need for new beginnings More money on window trimmings And if the good Lord's willing I'ma keep on chillin', refillin' that fine high In an old lawn chair With an ice-cold beer Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be And the grass don't get much greener And life can't get no sweeter And if the good Lord's willing I'ma keep on chillin', refillin' that fine high What? . . . You know, I've traveled on yachts through the south of France I think I even got a pair of Versace pants And all that makes me feel is like a fool Cause a pontoon boat And a bottle of beer A couple good friends And some cut-off jeans Has made us realize You can't buy cool And the grass don't get much greener And life can't get no sweeter I got a funny cigarette And a two-dollar bottle of wine And there's no need for new beginnings More money on window trimmings And if the good Lord's willing I'ma keep on chillin', refillin' that fine high Fine high In an old lawn chair Fine high And my family Nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be Yeah, they might be because I stand out But I ain't never had to take a handout And if the good Lord's willing I'ma keep on chillin', refillin' that fine high Oh, yeah, man You gonna wear that? You know you can drink that? Is that as good as you want it to sound? That's about as good as I can sing it You're gonna pop some off the grill I don't like to get popped It's a little too greasy Somebody get me a drink Hey, while you're up Hey, while you're up All right, man I'll see you down the road Gee, about what age are you? What's that?