Pool Boy Lyrics

I wake up in my tennis shoes

I've got more Bens than I could use in a lifetime

Or two

Wave that flag, wave it high

If money bought time, I'd never die

Wouldn't you, would you

Spend my days yellin' fore

You don't get it

"Psh! You've never golfed before?"

Tip the waiter 5%

I'll have you know I had to earn my cents

There's one thing I just don't got

Not a maid, and not a yacht

Not a car, it's not subpar

It's the thrill of scraping by

In my dreams

I'm the pool boy

Hide your wife

You act like you don't love her

Skim a lap or two

No quest for joy

But in this life, I'm called an amatuer

Look at this life we have built

Met at Yale and now we're Vanderbilts

Now you won't look in my eye

All you ever want to do is cry

I'm the pool boy

I'm the pool boy

I'm the pool boy

I'm the pool boy