Stuck In My Ways

I'm a pair of Levi jeans

I'm an old burnt CD

And I'll drive this ragtop Jeep till it stops runnin'

I'ma show up late to church

"Yes, ma'am," and "No, sir"

Gonna let a four-letter word slip when I'm buzzin'

I am who I am, I ain't gonna change

I guess you could say I'm stuck in my ways

I keep a six-pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back

Keep a light on on the porch and a key under the mat

I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet

I ain't sittin' 'round hopin' you'll come back someday

I'm just stuck in my ways

Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways

I'm stuck in my ways of drivin' back home

I don't mean to pass your house

It's just the way I go

And when I pour a glass of red

I still pour two

And if you're wonderin', boy, it ain't because of you

I keep a six-pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back

Keep a light on on the porch and a key under the mat

I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet

I ain't sittin' 'round hopin' you'll come back someday

I'm just stuck in my ways

Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways

I'm a creature of habit

So is it so bad if

I keep a six-pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back

Keep a light on on the porch and a key under the mat

I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet

I ain't sittin' 'round hopin' you'll come back someday

I'm just stuck in my ways

Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways

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