The Finer Things

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High class on a small town budget
Ain't never bothered me
Five bucks at the meet and greet diner
Get you everything you need
Ketchup on your fries and some conversation
45's on the jukebox poppin' like the bacon
A farmer's almanac in a King James nation
I wouldn't change a thing
I don't need no yacht on the French Riviera
Just a honeysuckle breeze floatin' on the air
I don't want much, just a little touch of sunshine
No caviar dinner, just whatever sinks the bobber
No pureblood breed, gimme a mutt with a collar
You're not rich 'til you get somethin' money can't buy
The finer things
The finer things
Life ain't such a complicated matter
It's easier than you think
Whether your glass is half full, or sittin' half empty
You still gotta take a drink
Love ain't the size of the diamond or the number of the carats
But the smile on the face of the woman that wears it
When a couple good kids
Turn into good parents down the road
I don't need no yacht on the French Riviera
Just a honeysuckle breeze floatin' on the air
I don't want much, just a little touch of sunshine
No caviar dinner, just whatever sinks the bobber
No pureblood breed, gimme a mutt with a collar
You're not rich 'til you get somethin' money can't buy
The finer things aren't sittin' up on a shelf
The cost is free, so help yourself
Here's to you and here's to me and everyone else
That don't need no yacht on the French Riviera
Just a honeysuckle breeze floatin' on the air
I don't want much, just a little touch of sunshine
No caviar dinner, just whatever sinks the bobber
No pureblood breed, gimme a mutt with a collar
You're not rich 'til you get somethin' money can't buy
The finer things
The finer things
No money can't buy the finer things
High class on a small town budget
Ain't never bothered me



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Carper, Alex Ray Dooley, Holly Tucker, Stewart Halcomb
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