verse 1 We've got a Styrofoam cooler in the back of my old Chevy truck Reaching over the side for brew 'cause the tailgates stuck A couple of lines in the water, hey, I think you've got a bite I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing tonight? We could have drove this old truck on into town and caught the 9 o'clock show But I'd just as soon be sitting here with you listening to the radio I've got your name on my left arm, and your body in my right I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing tonight? The ones out there who ain't got nothing on us They got everything else in this world, but it ain't enough Wishing they were the owners of a love like yours and mine I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing tonight? Instrumental |() | Verse You know the truth is, you and me can't buy a whole lotta fancy nice things And we ain't on no first name basis with the folks down at the bank But we know we've got it all when we turn out the lights I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing to- night? The ones out there who ain't got nothing on us They got everything else in this world, but it still ain't enough Wishing they were the owners of a love like yours and mine I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing tonight? Tag Yeah, I wonder what the Poor Folks are doing tonight? Outro |()