Paroles:
C Atkins

Verse 1: 4 am. comes awful early, a And i was dead on my feet. but if you're gonna catch a biggest fish, you gotta lose a little sleep. But i packed my

I got a call from my best friend this evening He said he wasn't going out with us guys on Friday night Yeah, he was gonna change for his new found flame

I was late for work, had to pull to the side While a funeral train of cars drove by with their lights on It was just my luck, it went on and on for miles

It started out summer fun Chasin' Ally Brooke with a water gun She'd laugh and she'd scream She'd run and say you can't catch me Well time passed I

Drivin' down the street today I saw a sign for lemonade They were the cutest kids I'd ever seen in this front yard As they handed me my glass, smilin'

Ain't it something? You can jump on a plane And hop on a bus, catch you a train Take in a Saturday game at Wrigley Field Man, ain't it awesome? You can

Drivin' down the street today I saw a sign for lemonade They were the cutest kids I'd ever seen in this front yard As they handed me my glass Smiled

I was late for work Had to pull to the side While a funeral train of cars drove by With their lights on It was just my luck It went on and on for miles

Traduction: Rodney Atkins. C'est l'Amérique.