Written By: David Rhodes

When people see us
They don’t know what to think
I don’t wear no designer clothes
But your boots are pink
All we ever hear
Is that we won’t last
‘Cause I drink from an old beer mug
And you from a champagne glass

But here we are

I know that we’re different
Lord knows it’s true
You were born with a silver spoon
And I was born to howl at the moon
People like to tell us
You know it’s plain to see
I’m no good for you
And you’re too good for me

But here we are