Letra
[Verse]
Well the sun's shining bright on a lazy Sunday morn'
I ain't gotta pack no bags, ain't gotta face the storm
You see, my wife she's all dressed and ready to go
But me, I'm kicking back, just thought you should know
[Verse 2]
She's heading to her parents, it's good for her soul
But I get to stay home, that’s my weekend goal
With a controller in my hand and a game on the screen
I'm smiling wide, living every man's dream
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm happy here, ain't gonna make a fuss
No visits, no small talks, just me and my stuff
While she deals with family matters, I’m living extreme
In my sweatpants zone, I'm the king of my own regime
[Verse 3]
I wave from the porch, giving her my best
She rolls her eyes, but I’m still feeling blessed
She’s thinking 'bout the chores and the wine with her mom
I'm thinking 'bout the high score, and my plan is the bomb
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm happy here, ain't gonna make a fuss
No visits, no small talks, just me and my stuff
While she deals with family matters, I’m living extreme
In my sweatpants zone, I'm the king of my own regime
[Verse 4]
The hours roll by, I'm lost in my game
Weekend warrior is my middle name
Phone beeps a message, “Wish you were here”
I text back a wink, “I’m there in spirit, dear”