747 come 11 to bust
Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
Thats all I ever did in Denver was die
(Thats all I ever did in New York was die,
thats all I ever did in LA was die)
So put em up, put em up to the sky
And wave bye bye to Miss American Pie
Cuz you been tellin lies, you took it all and abused it
Whatever happened to the feel good music?
Somewhere, somehow, some way somebody pulled the plug
And left me sittin in a dirty little pub
CHORUS
I gotta tell you baby lifes been good to me
And I know that makes you mad
Cuz thats something you cant see
I got everything I ever wanted
And Ill never give that back
Oh I know you hate that factor
But you aint gotta look at me like that
I said you aint gotta look at me like that
(Whatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin at
whatchu lookin atwhatchu lookin at?)
You run around pullin stunts like that
See never in my life could I front like that
I aint cut like that, I couldnt run like that
Im a keep it non fiction and take my hat off (off)
Remember back when things looked grim
I spent a lot of time and money on whims
I remember the crew, remember the good times
Remember the orange and I remember the sunshine
Its all gone thats a thing of the past
The fact remains that it moves real fast
So why you sit around hopin things won't change
Ill be sittin pretty singin Hey Pockey Way!
REPEAT CHORUS
Youll hear me comin hummin songs of redemptionhuh
Ive been oppressed for less than attention
I got your extension but Ill probably never call
Cuz this time last year you aint seen me in your crystal ball
And Im appaled by the things youve done
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