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To my friends in New York
I say hello
My friends in L.A.
They don't know
Where I've been
For the past few years or so
Paris to China
To Colorado
Sometimes there's airplanes
I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit
That don't work now
We've got our stories
But please tell me
What there's to complain about
When you're happy like a fool
You let it take you over
When everything is out
You gotta take it in
This has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be
A good life, a good life
This ain't all
This feeling that you can't fight
This city is a fight
And I
This could really be
A good life, a good, good life
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
, yeah
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh
Oh, good, good life
Oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, yeah



Hopelessly, I feel like
There might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly, I feel like
The window closes so, so quick
Hopelessly, I'm taking
On a new journey
A mental picture of you now
Cause hopelessly to hopeless
We have so much to feel good about
Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
I say, oh, this feeling that you can't fight
This city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh, yeah
A good, good life, a good life
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Listen
To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A., they don't know
Where I've been for the past few years or so
Bare wrist to China, to Ghana
To Ghana, to Ghana
I know sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work
Now we've got our stories
Please tell me what there's to complain about
Give me the words, everything It you're gonna say