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Lyrics
You wake up in the mornin' with a poundin' in your head, Thinkin' you should call in sick, Better yet dead. The old lady's bitchin' cause them kids they ain't been fed, And the man down at the bank tells you, "Your eyes are just too red." Now your horse has bucked you off and you can't find a ride. You just found out from a friend, of a friend, of a friend that your girlfriend lied. You know you shouldn't be cheatin' cause you got such a nice wife, I guess the way you screw around you just don't value life.
Relax, Let's take it E-Z. Hey man, Let's just mellow out. Ain't no need to worry about nothin'
You got a Bud to your left, a Bud to your right, One's for drink, and one's for flight. Your music's loud, but you don't care. People look, Some just stare. The old lady says she's leavin' You know that that ain't fair, but you helped her pack her bags full up. Then you moved her out of there. Now you hit the Pick Six Lotto and she wants to move back in. You tell her no, your fingers crossed, playin' hard to get again. You know you don't understand her, but that's the way is always been. But she'll always be there by your side, she's your only, very best friend. When she says,
Relax, Let's take it E-Z. Hey-man, Let's just mellow out. Ain't no need to worry about nothing.
Well now your ridin' in your limo and your feelin' like a jerk. Windows up, windows down, yes they really work. And your wondering if they're tinted or is it only night. You don't really give a damn, so driver take a right. Now your jammin' on Tom Petty knowin' that you should feel good, But the chauffeur's up there gettin' dirty underneath that hood. You know that you should help him, cause you told him that you would. But she's puttin' out some heat back there, and it feels just to damn good, When she says,
Relax, Let's take it E-Z. Hey-man, Let's just mellow out. Ain't no need to worry about nothin'
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