Sucker For A Good Time - Brent Cobb

Well I guess I overdid it

Why can’t I learn to quit it?

There must be somethin' bred in my bones

I heard a story 'bout my grandpappy gettin' down and rollin'

Way down in Alabama

Just south of Tallahatta

Them fellas hate to hear my name

'Cause all their pretty girlfriends leave me to blame

Well it’s a mean scene, man

You never seen nothin' like it

And I ain’t the kind to stretch out the truth

Every time I head south, son, I always come back missing a tooth

Day’s work won’t pay the

Might as well set a hook-line

Y’all, it ain’t my fault

I’m just a sucker for a good time

She was dressed in Dolce Vita

Alone

Breathtakingly gorgeous in pearl

Well you’d soon to be

Well the band was slowly swingin'

When Jessica came to me

Asked, «When you think you gonna save me a dance?»

she whispered «Honey here’s you last chance»

She was a, man, I never had nothin' like her

And I ain’t the kind to stretch out a lie

While she was gettin' I was gettin' close to goodbye

Day’s work won’t pay the

Might as well set a hook-line

Y’all, it ain’t my fault

I’m just a sucker for a good time

I was on the way out the back when somethin' caught me

Like a stack of cinderblocks 'cross the jaw

Overhead was a, corn-fed and ready to brawl

Well I finally found my feet

After the other cheek

Said, «Mr., take it if you want 'cause

«But just know I didn’t know she had "

Day’s work won’t pay the

Might as well set a hook-line

Y’all, it ain’t my fault

I’m just a sucker for a good time

Day’s work won’t pay the

Might as well set a hook-line

Y’all, it ain’t my fault

I’m just a sucker for a good time