The Good Life.

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 bitchin, 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
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
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 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 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
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
And I don’t even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back…Yeah!

I want to go back, I want to 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 want to 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
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
and I don’t even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back…Yeah!