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letra de overtime - joe far

[chorus: gevin jerome]
working in the sun light
i got them bands on me
i don’t ever take breaks
that sh-t is for them light weights
volunteers for o.t
i raise my hand like “oh me!”
can you blame me?
i’ve lost touch with the old me
can’t talk to ya, if you owe me
gotta grind through this week
you know me
i grind through that o.t
and then we go get deep
party through the weekend
man i’ll probably never sleep
[verse: joe far]
i got a chick in my truck
my truck’s muddy as f-ck
and i’m f-cking up her guts like
the guts of a dutch
nah f-ck a dutch
but i stay camo’ed up
spit in a cup
then the clutch run it up
got two plans for this week
go to work
then i go home and go to sleep
keep those dirty boots on my feet
make money cuz i need
some gas in my tank
just to make it to the bank
drop a line or drop a chain
every week it is the same
gotta grind overtime
just to make it to the woods
have a blue hole party
everybody feeling good
and i’m thinking if i could
i’d live this sh-t every night
they say it’s friday sh-t only
but we gotta do it twice
spend a sat-rday bogging in a rut
with the boys
loud trucks making noise
yeah, you could say we’re the real mccoys
some outlaw boys and we’re down for whatever
we live it up every weekend, no matter the weather
[chorus: gevin jerome]
working in the sun light
i got them bands on me
i don’t ever take breaks
that sh-t is for them light weights
volunteers for o.t
i raise my hand like “oh me!”
can you blame me?
i’ve lost touch with the old me
can’t talk to ya, if you owe me
gotta grind through this week
you know me
i grind through that o.t
and then we go get deep
party through the weekend
man i’ll probably never sleep

[verse: joe far]
i’m seeing stars and i’ve
got a party tonight
we’re pouring jim beam out
and getting rowdy tonight
get loud and we fight
the bonfires alright
and the girls are looking good
tanned up, hollywood
drop a tailgate down
crank that radio up
got a fifth of jack d
better raise that cup
better play no luck
flip cup, throw pong
got it raging in the backwoods
like a country song
forgetting right or wrong
we just live for the moment
acting a fool when we’re rolling out
and wheeling you know it
never stuck in a rut
got straps here to play
twelve thousand pound winch
for all them rainy days
might roll up in a deuce
or half track is the move
tie a noose around a hitch
then pull that sh-t loose
i’m about out of cash
until i get paid again
crack a cold one for a day
well wasted
well wasted
[chorus: gevin jerome]
working in the sun light
i got them bands on me
i don’t ever take breaks
that sh-t is for them light weights
volunteers for o.t
i raise my hand like “oh me!”
can you blame me?
i’ve lost touch with the old me
can’t talk to ya, if you owe me
gotta grind through this week
you know me
i grind through that o.t
and then we go get deep
party through the weekend
man i’ll probably never sleep

- joe far

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