WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE
I was late for work
My boss is a jerk
He said don’t let it happen again
But when I got my check
I said what the heck
I’ll spend a weeknight out with friends
The last thing I recall
About the old dancehall
Was thinking I should probably get home soon
But at least I enjoyed
Becoming unemployed
I woke up at the crack of noon
That’s one less thing to worry about
Work was a jail and I busted out
Got time on my hands and there ain’t no doubt
That’s one less thing to worry about
There was a new girl in town
And I seen her around
She was the prettiest thing I’d seen
I had a plan in mind
How to make her mine
At the fair out in Abilene
I won her a prize
And I looked in her eyes
I thought the love I saw there was real
But on a ride in the sky
She met another guy
Left me standing by the Ferris wheel
That’s one less thing to worry about
Love is a jail and I busted out
Time on my hands and there ain’t no doubt
That’s one less thing to worry about
That’s one less thing to worry about
Love is a jail and I busted out
Time on my hands and there ain’t no doubt
That’s one less thing to worry about
That’s one less thing to worry about
Love is a jail and I busted out
Got time on my hands and there ain’t no doubt
That’s one less thing to worry about
© 1999 Owen Temple Music (BMI)