Riley Green Rather Be
[Verse 1]
I'd rather be seven beers deep
With a Coleman cooler propping up my feet
My ass in a lawn chair, floating on the breeze
In a Sun Tracker
I'd rather be tucked in a pit blind
Somewhere on the Mississippi-Louisiana state line
Waiting on them green-heads to do a fly-by
Lip full of tobacco
[Chorus]
When I hear you bitch at me
It makes me think of all the
Places I'd rather be
[Verse 2]
I'd rather be stripping off shingles
On a July roof down in Tishomingo
Working like a dog, living in a single-wide
Yes, I would
I'd rather be stuck at your mama's
Watching midday reruns of her favorite dramas
Wearing my pajamas, nеck-deep in Days of our Lives
[Chorus]
When I hear you bitch at mе
It makes me think of all the
Places I'd rather be
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, all the places I'd rather be
[Bridge]
Oh, let me hear it, how I leave my clothes on the floor
Track dirt through the door and don't bother cleaning up
Let me hear 'bout the guy you wish I was
[Chorus]
When I hear you bitch at me
It makes me think of all the
Places I'd rather be
When I hear you bitch at me
It makes me think of all the
Places I'd rather be
[Outro]
There's a lotta places I'd rather be
