711
[Verse 1]
Its been a long day, minimum wage
Check the gauge and my tired soul (yeah)
But the knee, my legs have gone weak
But my brains' running through the door

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't need it
But I sure want
I keep running my ass to the corner store till' I've got it (yeah)

And I don't want it to sound
But everybody already knows
Got twenty dollars left in my account
I got a pack of cigarettes in my hand
I got nowhere else to go
But I feel like I am fine where I stand yeah
711, 711 (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Its been a long day judging bad taste and she hates when it's on my clothes yeah
I don't see why everyone thinks they can save you with what they know
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't need it
But I sure want
I keep running my ass to the corner store till' I've got it (yeah)

[Chorus 2]
And I don't want it to sound
But everybody already knows
Got twenty dollars left in my account
I got a pack of cigarettes in my hand
I got nowhere else to go
But I feel like I am fine where I stand
I got twenty dollars left in the can (yeah)
I got a pack of cigarettes in my in my left and right hand (yeah)
I got nowhere else to go (yeah)
But I feel like I am fine where I stand
711
(no, no)
711