High numbers low numbers 8 ball break
I won’t see my dollar go where they rig it
The old country’s in the back of his mind
Work at your job, you can make it pay
Sometimes I think money is my only goal
I hope they keep down the price of gas
You never know when you’re gonna lose them
No classes in the US of A
Make friends quick, buy them beer
I hope his home is somewhere you go to sleep
To be honest or a son like his own
The last cent is coming out of his head
I shoot fast while you’re talking dollars
It makes me sad, work on up another four miles
On the road and all alone
And all this changed, we’re sure of the rides
I’m at the wheel of the company truck
High numbers, low numbers, eight ball break
See how I will run the table
High numbers, low numbers, eight ball break
Improve yourself, the choice is yours
