Two out of Seven

Well I popped the top on a cold one

And started thinkin' about my life

The only thing I know for sure

Is that I'm workin' all day and night

Well the boss gets five days and I get two

And even that ain't enough for him

The only way God could even things up

Was give the workin' man a weekend

So two out of seven ain't bad

I got forty eight hours to try to forget the last five days I've had

Yea the bars and the beers and the ladies in high heels

All go by so fast, but hell two out of seven ain't bad

Nobody said that life was fair

Well I'll drink to that

And I wonder who dreamed the work week up

And how they figured out the math

It seems like if there's one for me

There oughta be just one for you

But somehow out of seven days

I only wound up with two

But two out of seven ain't bad

I got forty eight hours to try to forget the last five days I've had

Yea the bars and the beers and the ladies in high heels

All go by so fast, but hell two out of seven ain't bad

Yea somehow out of seven days

We only wound up with two

But two out of seven ain't bad

I got forty eight hours to try to forget the last five days I've had

Yea the bars and the beers and the ladies in high heels

All go by so fast, but hell two out of seven ain't bad

Yea two out of seven, no it ain't bad