The Good Life

When I look in the mirror

I can't believe what I see

Tell me, who's that funky dude starin' back at me?

Broken, beaten-down can't get around

Without an old-man cane I'd fall and hit the ground

Shivering in the cold, I'm bitter and alone



Excuse the bitchin' - I shouldn't complain

I should have no feeling, 'cuz feeling is pain

As everything I need is denied me

And everything I want is taken away from me

But who have I got to blame?

Nobody but me



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I don't wanna be an old man anymore

It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor

Shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night

It's time I got back to the Good Life

It's time I got back, it's time I got back

'n I don't even know how I got off the track

I wanna go back, yeah!



Screw this crap, I've had it! (I've had it!) I ain't no Mr. Cool

I'm a pig, I'm a dog, so 'scuse me if I drool

I ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna cause a scene

I just need to admit I want sugar in my tea

Hear me, hear me? I want sugar in my tea!



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