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Lyrics
[Verse]
Well, I wake up each morning with a steering wheel hug,
The smell of fast food wrappers and a coffee-cup mug.
Leg's out the window, head on the dash,
Gas station dreams ain't built to last.
[Verse]
My neighbor's a squirrel, and his rent is free,
Meanwhile, I'm payin' parking fees and barely a breeze.
When the rain comes a-knockin', it sure ain't discreet,
That old Pontiac ain’t a luxury suite.
[Chorus]
But livin' indoors is a whole new fight,
You got bills, dishes, and the rent’s too tight.
Oh, the shower’s nice, but the Wi-Fi’s a flop,
Inside’s expensive, it's a full-time job!
[Verse]
A raccoon took my snack, left a thank-you note,
And the car horn screams when I twist and contort.
Got my alarm clock—it’s the sunrise yawn,
Who needs chandeliers when the headlights are on?
[Verse]
The fridge don't hum; it's a cooler instead,
Every camping trip’s like a five-star bed.
Shoes in the glovebox, socks on the rearview,
And the closet’s the trunk if I pack it just right too.
[Chorus]
But livin' indoors is a whole new fight,
You got chores, landlords, and the faucet’s in spite.
Oh, the couch is wide, but the freedom’s slim,
Inside’s got walls, but it can't coddle whim.
Details
GeneratedApr 29, 2025
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, acoustic, comedy, male vocals, humorous
Credits
Prompt by
kriegerdemon666
kriegerdemon666ModelAria v4
Prompt
Country comedy song with a slightly quirky somewhat over the top country Hoedown pitfalls of sleeping a car but also how living inside is so much more expensive and inconvenient
