I heard somebody say

You can't call yourself complete

Until you've seen the sunrise from

A new york penthouse suite

I'm sure that's quite a view

But if you're asking me

I'd rather watch it climb up through

An old magnolia tree

And I guess to each his own

But I bet I'm not alone



Well i've never flown to paris

And drank a fine champagne

But i've been kissed on a ferris wheel

And tasted summer rain

So call it what you want to

But I hold my head up high

'cause I know what it's like

To love the good life



It might just be the smell of honeysuckle vine

Or lying by the river 'til the sunlgiht bakes you dry

Sunday mornin' hymns and fireflies in a jar

Sittin' on the front porch swingin' underneath the stars

Tell me who could ask

For any more than that



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Yeah, I know what it's like

To live the good life

That's the good life

That's the good life

That's the good life