Nothin’ Better To Do (Bimbo Jones Radio Edit) LeAnn Rimes

[Intro]
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
Do, do, do, do, do, do

[Verse 1]
Hung my cotton dress on rusted wire
Up there on Pilahatchee Bridge
Just a crazy roughneck's daughter
Jumped head-first into the water
Baptized away my sins
Hitched to town with Bobby Jo and Tommy
Couple of lookers, new best friends
We slipped in the back of Sunday service
Know them church ladies, they heard us
Bum smoke money from the-

[Chorus]
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handiwork
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do"
Yeah
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
You got nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
Nothin' better to do, got nothin' better to do
Do, do, do, do, do, yeah