Song Length |
3:28 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary |
Lyrics
“The Not-So-Finer Things”
Copyright 2002 J. Fuller
VERSE: I like it when the grass grows high,
I like it when my shoes are untied,
when a summer breeze styles my hair,
the fine cuisine at the County Fair....
I love a girl with a gap-tooth smile,
I’d rather nap than walk a mile,
belt out a song I can hardly sing....I like the not-so-finer things.
VERSE: A sloppy kiss from an old hound dog,
leave the prince I’ll take the frog,
I play CD’s but I truly miss,
the scratch of a record with a little hiss....
She’s got a little rust but she runs real smooth,
just change the oil, she’s back in the groove...
a loud V-8 and a couple of dings,
but I like the not-so-finer things...
CHORUS: I like the not-so-finer things,
a ragged heart with an angel’s wings....
tattoos on a lovin’ soul,
Country with some Rock ‘N Roll....
forget the golden ring,
I like the not-so-finer things.
BRIDGE: A wildflower in the weeds,
a broken string of beads,
the runt of the litter standin’ out from the rest,
‘cuz who says what is better, and who says what is best....
VERSE: I got a little slice of the American Dream,
down where the river becomes a stream,
so give those skippin’ stones a fling....
I like the not-so-finer things.
CHORUS AND OUTRO