Well the man is like clockwork When summer hits the street Wearin' an old Skynard tank top two sizes small Sweating in the heat In his trusty old lawn chair With his cooler by his side He fires up a mule and surveys his domain Through some seriously bloodshot eyes... (Chorus) Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Ah, how time flies When you're drinking in the driveway Watching the world go by... Yeah this used to be a fine place Till they let all the riff-raff in Like those Nancy boys livin' two houses down And those little folks who's last name is Chin Now his wife is always crying Neighbor kids won't leave her alone Laughing and pointing and callin' her fat Can't they see that she's just big boned... (Chorus 2) Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Keeping an eye on the place Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Keeping the neighborhood safe... And he's got a reputation All up and down the block For eyeing the young girls a little too long Thinks he's the cock of the walk But he hates their ugly music He don't like it at all Proud that he ain't bought one damn thing Since Floyd did 'The Wall'... (Chorus 2) Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Keeping an eye on the place Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Keeping the neighborhood safe... (Chorus) Yeah he's drinking in the driveway Ah, how time flies When you're drinking in the driveway Watching the world go by...