The Good Life

Yeah, check me, woo

When I look in the mirror
I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky dude
Staring back at me?
Broken, beaten down, can't even get around
Without an old man cane, I fall and hit the ground
Shivering in the cold, I'm bitter and alone

Excuse the bitching
I shouldn't complain
I should have no feeling
'Cause feeling is pain
As everything I need is denied me
And everything I want is taken away from me
But who do I got to blame? Nobody but me

And I don't wanna be an old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shaking booty, making 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
And 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 Mister Cool
I'm a pig, I'm a dog
So excuse me if I drool
I ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna cause a scene
Just need to admit that I want sugar in my tea
(Hear me?) Hear me? I want sugar in my tea

And I don't wanna be an old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shaking booty, making 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
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!

I wanna go back, I wanna go back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!

And I don't wanna be an old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shaking booty, making 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
And I don't even know how I got off the track
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, I wanna go back



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Writer(s): Sacha Distel, Jack Reardon
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