[Verse 1]
You know I spent a little time out in Malibu
I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too
Because I like the beach and 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
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And the gra** 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 or window trimmings
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling, refilling and flying high
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Flying high
In an old lawn chair
Flying high
With an ice cold beer
Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be
Yeah the gra** don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling, refilling and flying high
[Verse 2]
You know I've traveled on yachts threw the south of France
Think I even got a pair of Versace pants
But all that makes me feel is like a fool
Because a pontoon boat, and a bottle of Beam
A couple good friends, and some cut off jeans
Has made us realize, you can't buy cool
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