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The Good Life letra


She didn't smoke last Tuesday
Didn't even take a sip.
It's Wednesday night, she's bumming butts
And sinking like a ship.

She came to ???
Orange in her hand
A hundred miles from anywhere
Her pack is full of sand.

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

He ain't so (committed?)
And at least so many years
But all that really kept him safe
Was circumstance and fear

He woke up with nosebleed
And a pounding in his head
A naked woman's wise
(is agely??) scattered 'cross the bed

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

Eight thousand dollars
For a new Mercedes Benz
Used to ride the market
Like a vulture on the wind

It's funny how it's cylinders
Don't hardly make no sound
The last thing that I ever heard
Was the garage door going down

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

Ain't this a good life
In the summertime
We're flying so high
Ain't this a good life She didn't smoke last Tuesday
Didn't even take a sip.
It's Wednesday night, she's bumming butts
And sinking like a ship.

She came to ???
Orange in her hand
A hundred miles from anywhere
Her pack is full of sand.

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

He ain't so (committed?)
And at least so many years
But all that really kept him safe
Was circumstance and fear

He woke up with nosebleed
And a pounding in his head
A naked woman's wise
(is agely??) scattered 'cross the bed

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

Eight thousand dollars
For a new Mercedes Benz
Used to ride the market
Like a vulture on the wind

It's funny how it's cylinders
Don't hardly make no sound
The last thing that I ever heard
Was the garage door going down

Living the good life
In the summertime
Flying so high
Living the good life

Ain't this a good life
In the summertime
We're flying so high
Ain't this a good life

Jace Everett - Letras

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