It’s OK That I’m This Way
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Sophisticated people go to art auctions
Rednecks, we have yard sales
Sophisticated people go to restaurants that require reservations
Rednecks go to restaurants that require
"We drive around to the second window, please
Hey, and listen, could you supersize them fries for the little woman?
It's our anniversary"
I don't go to fancy restaurants
I don't understand your art
I got all the world I'll ever need
Right out in my backyard
You might not like the way I play
But it's okay that I'm this way
It's okay that I'm this way
You know what kind of stuff rednecks like to buy?
Shiny stuff
We are attracted to shiny objects
UFOs, beer cans, fishing lures
If it's shiny, we like it
And if you think about it
Most of the people that see UFOs have been using fishing lures
And holding beer cans
So actually, there's a connection
That's why bass boats have a glitter finish
Anybody ever seen a yacht with a glitter finish?
I don't wish I had what you got
I'm good the way I am
I ain't never had nothin' handed to me
I worked hard for what I have
I don't own no leather briefcase
And it's okay that I'm this way
It's okay that I'm this way
Sophisticated people invest their money in stock portfolios
Rednecks invest our money in commemorative plates
Yeah, that's the Legends of NASCAR series right there
That's Dale Earnhardt, he wasn't in a wreck or nothin'
That's just some ketchup on his forehead
This is probably our personal favorite
Richard Petty huggin' his mama
"I can't hardly look at him without cryin'"
We got a simple way about us
Some will never understand
Life's not about all your money
But the armor of a man
It don't matter what you might say
It's okay that I'm this way
It's okay that I'm this way
Sophisticated people have retirement plans
Rednecks play the lottery
See, rednecks thinks mutual funds means everybody's havin' a good time
Sophisticated people play chess
Rednecks can amuse ourselves for hours with a sheet of bubble wrap
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Oh, for God's sakes, Joe
Let the kids play with it a while
You're gon' be late to work