Intro: A G Dm A
A G
You know I'll be the one who gets fallin' down drunk
Dm A
At my neighbour kid's soccer game
A G
I've got an '82 Fierro with a car seat in the middle
Dm A
Broken down on the Interstate
A G
I've got a beer-stained t-shirt looking like...
Dm A
Something 'bout me just ain't right
A Dm
I'm a cash-stealing, drug-dealing loser without any feeling
G A
Gettin trailer trash tonight
Refr�o:
A G
'Cause I'm a low life, and I'm lovin it
Dm A
I've got the whole damn world in the palm of my hand
A G
I'm a low life, so f***in deal with it
Dm A
No you can't change something that you don't understand
A G
I'm thrilled to be a hillbilly, hate to have to deal with me
Dm A
Probably just end in a fight
A Dm
No sleeves, can't breathe, doesn't even phase me
G A
Naked, sleeping like a baby tonight
Refr�o:
A A
Livin it up, livin it up
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A9 A
Being a low life
(x3)
A A
Livin it up, livin it u-u-up
Solo:
A G
A gun-packin, b*tch-smackin, mess with me it's gonna happen
A Dm
Lovin life livin in sin
A Dm
Passed out on the floor, sorry just to work no more
G
Give it up, give it up
Ah f**k it
A G
'Cause I'm a low life, and I'm lovin it
Dm A
I'm never gonna change as long as I live
A G
I'm a low life, so f***in deal with it
Dm A
'Cause deep down I really know everyone is
A G
'Cause we're low lives, and we're lovin it
Dm A
We got the whole damn world in the palm of our hand
A G
'Cause we're low lives, so f***in deal with it
Dm A
No you can't change something that you don't understand
A A
Livin' it up, livin' it up
G G
Being a low life
