| I walk around with a big fat grin |
| I can’t believe how lucky I’ve been |
| Like Opie and Andy, the Mayberry life |
| With my kids and my dogs and my smokin' hot wife |
| I got a truck and some land |
| And I play in a band with my friends on a Saturday night |
| I thank God for the good life |
| I’m fightin' the good fight |
| From my porch in the swing by my smokin' hot wife |
| I ain’t much to look at, so I don’t know how |
| I ended up with the milk and the cow |
| We’re off to Daytona, we’re packed in tight |
| My kids and their friends and my smokin' hot wife |
| I got my toes in the sand, an ice tea in my hand |
| And I’m livin' out the fantasy life |
| I look out at the ocean and yell for more lotion |
| From my chair at the beach by my smokin' hot wife |
| She’s so fine… |
| And she’s all mine… |
| I’m a fortunate man and I fold my hands on my knees every night |
| I’m thankin' sweet Jesus 'cause when everyone see us they say: |
| Holy Pete how did he get a smokin' hot wife? |
| He’s got some kids and some dogs and a smokin' hot wife |
| He’s got a porch and a swing and a smokin' hot wife |
| She’s so fine |
| She’s all mine |