I brew my beans for breakfast
And I like my skillet fried
I’m always over easy
Livin’ on the sunny side
I’m satisfied
But the night still ends the day
I’m satisfied, I’m satisfied
You can smell the bruises
From half a smile away
But pickers can’t be cruisers
So here I’m gonna stay
I’m satisfied
Like a pistil in the sun
I’m satisfied, I’m satisfied
Sittin’ on the back door
Watchin’ the black flies hum
Whiskey slippin’ finger
Skippin’ moon scent off my thumb
I’m satisfied
But I’m still not obsolete
I’m satisfied, I’m satisfied