Stereotypes of a Blue Collar Male

Twenty-two with nothing to do
But spend my hard-earned money on you
So I will
Yes I will
Yes I will
Yes I surely will
Church and stuff, church and stuff
I never thought God would call my bluff
But he did
Yes he did
Yes he did
Yes he goddamn did
Well selling my clothes ain't that bad
I never liked them anyway
Well surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a'lookin' for another way
But nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Baby do you know what I'm lookin' for?
Maybe we can find it on Channel Four
So turn it up loud
Turkey time, turkey time
Come meet my family you'll do just fine
Yes you will
Yes you will
Yes you will
Yes you goddamn will
You and me, you and me
Climbin' out the window up the family tree
Just to look
Just to look
Just to look
Just to fuckin' look
Well selling my clothes ain't that bad
Yeah, I never liked them anyway
Oh, well surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a'lookin' for another way
But nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Baby do you know what I'm lookin' for?
Maybe I can find it on Channel Four
So turn it up loud
Oh yeah turn it up loud
Twenty-three with nothing but me
How am I supposed to get to sleep
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without fuckin' you?
I went to church and stuff, church and stuff
I didn't think God would call my bluff
But he did
Yes he did
Yes he did
Yes he goddamn did
Oh now selling my clothes ain't that bad
I didn't like them anyway
Oh, well surely tomorrow I will get my pay
Come back a'lookin' for another way
But nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Nobody knows what I'm lookin' for
Baby do you know what I'm lookin' for?
Oh maybe I can find it on Channel Four
So turn it up loud
Yeah turn it up loud