Lyrics

My muffler's tied on with a guitar string
I owe 7,000 dollars to a bank machine,
For this car is ever really mine
Some fine day I'll drive her downtown
Get a burger and fries and a royal crown
Thanking God that I'll never have to pay another dime

My life is like a lemon drop
I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

I've got dirty shirts and worn out jeans
I owe two dozen quarters to a washing machine,
For those clean will ever really shine
But I got me a man who just don't care,
If his little darlin' is got underwear
I know someday I'm going to be his wife

My life is like a lemon drop
I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

I got thrift store curtains in the windows of my home
I'm paying for a house that the landlord owns
Bought a Tv on my credit card
It'll take me ten years to pay it off
Cause some fine day I'll be drinkin' a beer,
In a big backyard all free and clear
All I know is, there's better days ahead

Whistle it Randy...
(whistlin')

So I'll play my hopes and play my dreams,
Just like two coins in a slot machine
Sing glory hallelujah if everything works out fine

My life is like a lemon drop
I'm suckin' on the bitter to get to the sweet part
I know there are better days ahead

Lord I know there are better days ahead

Thank God.