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|Apr 27th, 2012 04:05 PM|
I have a mansion, forget the price.
Ain't never been there they tell me it's nice.
I live in hotels, tear out the walls.
I have accountants pay for it all.
They say I'm crazy, but I have a good time.
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime.
Life's been good to me so far.
My Masarati does one-eighty-five.
I lost my license, now I don't drive.
I have a limo, ride in the back.
I lock the doors in case I'm attacked.
I'm makin' records, my fans they can't wait.
They write me letters, tell me I'm great.
So I got me an office, gold records on the wall.
Just leave a message, maybe I'll call.
Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through.
(Everybody say I'm cool......He's cool)
I can't complain but sometimes I still do.
Life's been good to me so far
I go to parties, sometimes until 4.
I'ts hard to leave when you can't find the door.
It's tought to handle this fortune and fame.
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed.
They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time
(Everybody say oh, yeah.....OH,YEAH)
I keep on going guess I'll never know why.
Life's been good to me so far. (yeah,yeah,yeah)