Times are hard; why'd I quit that job
Times are hard; why'd I quit that job
Thinking' of the underworld but I don't wanna know the mob
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Beautiful morning- feel the summer breeze
It's that Beautiful morning sailors face be pleased
I got a brand new car been hit by natures hail
Nothing cheap about bouts and feel I wanna sail'
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
My heart is like a rock- like it's been wood fired
Got this internet bride and I found her in the mail
This internet bride -I found her on the Email
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Brett Ireland - Nothin' Cheap About Boats Lyrics
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Times are hard; why'd I quit that job
Times are hard; why'd I quit that job
Thinking' of the underworld but I don't wanna know the mob
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Beautiful morning- feel the summer breeze
It's that Beautiful morning sailors face be pleased
I got a brand new car been hit by natures hail
Nothing cheap about bouts and feel I wanna sail'
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
My heart is like a rock- like it's been wood fired
Got this internet bride and I found her in the mail
This internet bride -I found her on the Email
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Times are hard; why'd I quit that job
Thinking' of the underworld but I don't wanna know the mob
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Taxman got me by the balls and I think I'm going to jail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Beautiful morning- feel the summer breeze
It's that Beautiful morning sailors face be pleased
I got a brand new car been hit by natures hail
Nothing cheap about bouts and feel I wanna sail'
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
Lonely times ahead since my best mate's died
My heart is like a rock- like it's been wood fired
Got this internet bride and I found her in the mail
This internet bride -I found her on the Email
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Nothing cheap about boats but I feel I wanna sail
Writer: Brett Ireland
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