I'm a pair of Levi jeans, I'm an old burnt CD
Then I'll drive this rack top Jeep till it stops running
I'ma show up late to church, yes ma'am and no sir
Gonna let a four letter word slip when I'm buzzing
I am who I am, I ain't gonna change
I guess you could say I'm stuck in my ways
I keep a six pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back
Keep a light on on the porch and a key under the mat
I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting around hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways
I'm stuck in my ways of driving back home
I don't mean to patch your house, it's just the way I go
And when I pour a glass of red, I still pour two
And if you're wondering, boy, it ain't because of you
I keep a six pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back
I keep a six pack in the fridge and a rocking chair out back
I don't park in that spot where you parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting around hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways
I'm a creature of habit
So is it so bad if
I keep a six-pack in the fridge
And a rocking chair out back
Keep a light on on the porch
And a key under the mat
I don't park in that spot where
You parked your Chevrolet
I ain't sitting around
Hoping you'll come back someday
I'm just stuck in my ways
Yeah, I'm stuck in my ways
I'm stuck in my ways