Blue Collar Man

(앨범: T-R-O-U-B-L-E - 1992)

I don't like hanging out with a high dollar crowd
I ain't no socialite I'm a little too loud
I don't do garden parties sipping hot tea
Down in some honky tonk
Brother that's the place for me
A hard days living is all that I understand
Well I owe my soul to MasterCard
I'm a blue collar man

I bust my bottom every day eight to five
I come home dragging feeling barely alive
The kids are screaming, house is turned upside down
Need a bulldozer just to find my way around
Don't like caviar, we like our soup from a can
Yeah, I keep my life simple
I'm a blue collar man

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Don't need computers handling my bank account
Balance my checkbook there's a zero amount
Four-carat diamond's not on my lady's hand
We live a life rich folks could never understand
I make my living with these two hard working hands
Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man

Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man

Blue collar, blue collar man
I'm a blue collar man...