Grillin' and Chillin'

I thought about rakin' the leaves
 Thought about mowin' the yard
 Thought of walkin' the dog
 Thought of washin' the car
 Got a list on the fridge
 Alamos gave it a damn
 Finally made up my mind
 So here I am just
 Grillin'
 And chillin'
 My favorite right kind of time killin'
 No runnin'
 Just sunnin'
 And gettin' my fair share of funnin'
 Got it made in the shade
 With the radio playin'
 Some strait singin' old Dean Dillon
 And tryin' to keep my beer from spillin'
 And grillin'
 And chillin'
 I got some chicken an' beans
 Got some corn on the cob
 A cold cooler of beer
 Let me pop you a top
 No, you don't need a thing
 No reason to call
 Just drop on in
 We'll have a ball just
 Grillin'
 And chillin'
 My favorite right kind of time killin'
 No runnin'
 Just sunnin'
 And gettin' my fair share of funnin'
 Got it made in the shade
 With the radio playin'
 Some strait singin' old Dean Dillon
 And tryin' to keep my beer from spillin'
 And grillin'
 And chillin'
 When it's been a long week
 And I'm dead on my feet
 And I don't wanna' worry on work anymore
 You'll find me out there
 Laid back in my chair
 Just thankin' the lord
 For Grillin'
 And chillin'
 My favorite right kind of time killin'
 No runnin'
 Just sunnin'
 And gettin' my fair share of funnin'
 Got it made in the shade
 With the radio playin'
 Some strait singin' old Dean Dillon
 And tryin' to keep my beer from spillin'
 And grillin'
 And chillin'