Paroles
Pass me a bottle
I'm gonna take a swallow
This is where a long week ends
This is where the fun begins
So turn on that radio
And put me on cruise control
I'm tired of fighting that wheel
Now it's all downhill
'Cause it's high time again
Gonna slip on off, gonna fly away
Gonna sit right here
On the porch in the dark
A little something to spark
Up the atmosphere
A can of cold beer
Yeah it's high time again
Oh and problems
Yeah we all got problems
But somehow you gotta leave 'em behind
Oh, me, I'm forgetting mine
'Cause it's high time again
Gonna slip on off, gonna fly away
Gonna sit right here
On the porch in the dark
A little something to spark
Up the atmosphere
A can of cold beer
Yeah it's high time again
It's takin' off a heavy load
The only way I know
It's high time again
Gonna slip on off, gonna fly away
Gonna sit right here
On the porch in the dark
A little something to spark
Up the atmosphere
A can of cold beer
Yeah it's high time again
Gonna slip on off, gonna fly away
Gonna sit right here
On the porch in the dark
A little something to spark
Up the atmosphere
A can of cold beer
Yeah it's high time again
Oh it's high time
It's high time
Yeah it's high time