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Some guys like a 9 to 5 job And a house with a white picket fence Some guys live for that weekly pay check But to me it don't make much sense Now I don't like a tight collar Or a suit with a matching tie I like to pick up and go where the four winds blow I steer clear of sweet talkin' gals They gotta wedding bells on their mind They want a guy to stay home every night But me I'm a different kind I move when I'm ready And I don't have to tell you why I just grab my hat And leave where I'm at And that's why I'm a happy guy You can look for me when I'm passing through And I'll stay awhile in your town We can live it up and let the good times roll But don't try to settle me down No girls gonna chain me! I was born with a roving eye And when the thrill is gone I'll be moving on And that's why I'm a happy guy From Letras Mania