| A little one bedroom on the south side |
| It’s a quarter mile walk to a bus ride |
| Little malt liquor store with the bars up |
| Mr. Rodgers never sung about this stuff, nah |
| She works doubles at the IHOP |
| And I’ve been flippin' riches at the car shop |
| Makin' minimum wage |
| But at the end of the day |
| We got all we need |
| Just some empty pocket kisses |
| Second hand-in-hand wrapped up in you, girl |
| This is all we need |
| Couple neon-lit slow-dancing silhouettes |
| On a cracked paint wall |
| Baby, we got all we need |
| Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo |
| Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo |
| When Friday finally hits five o’clock |
| We’ll grab a couple Dixie cups and a wine box |
| Get a little buzz going on and unwind some |
| And if we need a little smoke, we can find some |
| No, we ain’t rich, but I know we ain’t the worst off |
| Get a little paycheck on the first stuff |
| And if we burn it all by Monday |
| 'Cause we do what we always do, that’s okay |
| 'Cause we got all we need |
| Just some empty pocket kisses |
| Second hand-in-hand wrapped up in you, girl |
| This is all we need |
| Couple neon-lit slow-dancing silhouettes |
| On a cracked paint wall |
| Baby, we got all we need |
| We got all we need |
| Just some empty pocket kisses |
| Second hand-in-hand wrapped up in you, girl |
| This is all we need |
| Couple neon-lit slow-dancing silhouettes |
| On a cracked paint wall |
| Baby, we got all we need |
| Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo |
| Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo |
| Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo |
| Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo |