Revvin' My Cj7

It's been a long year
 As far as I can see
 I could use a vacation
 But I gotta take care of my family
 Wrapping up another hard work day
 I've gotta get back home
 So I shift into third gear and I cruise out
 To my favorite song
 And still I don't know why
 I'm always putting up a fight
 When I'm so damn tired
 From working overtime
 If I can't get it into heaven
 I best be revvin' my CJ7
 Now ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life? (Ain't that the life?)
 Ain't that the life?
 Stepping into the morning
 Sunglasses on
 Head's a little weak from drinking all of these nights alone
 If I can stay out of trouble
 Maybe the death of me
 But I was branded as a harmony rebel
 With a tattoo at 15
 And still I don't know why
 I'm always putting up a fight
 When I'm so damn tired
 From working overtime
 If I can't get it into heaven
 I best be revvin' my CJ7
 Now ain't that the life
 That keeps rolling me by?
 Two kids and a wife
 My Mrs. American Pie
 If I can't get it into heaven
 I best be revvin' my CJ7
 Now ain't that the life?
 Ain't that the life? (Ain't that the life?)
 Ain't that the life?