That Stuff - Keith Whitley

Well, if the sun comes up in the morning

And the same old moon keeps coming out at night

I’m gonna drink this jawbreaker whiskey

I’m gonna live it up, I’m gonna be alright

I’m gonna let you love my troubles away

Think about troubles another day

I ain’t gonna worry about that stuff tonight

That stuff gonna give me a fit

That stuff, I gotta wait a little bit

The boss man’s loud and he talks too much

Nagging and abragging and such and such

But I ain’t gonna worry about that stuff tonight

That stuff

Well, lets punch that clock in the morning

Fingers to the bone, take a job home at night

Well, they can take that job and shove it

I’ma gonna dance with you to the broad daylight

I’m gonna take you to town, stay all night long

Jitterbug home at the break of dawn

I ain’t gonna worry about that stuff tonight

That stuff gonna give me a fit

That stuff, I got to wait a little bit

The boss man’s loud and he talks too much

Nagging and abragging and such and such

But I ain’t gonna worry about that stuff tonight

That stuff gonna give me a fit

That stuff, I got to wait a little bit

The boss man’s loud and he talks too much

Nagging and abragging and such and such

But I ain’t gonna worry about that stuff tonight