What A Life
On the higher side of 30 goin’ on his second wife
They got 4 kids in between ‘em livin down by the riverside
Oh what a life
He don’t get no paid vacations
But the weekends get him right
He puts the boat out on the lake every Sunday
Till the sun goes down at night
Oh what a life
Oh what a life
Oh what a life
He makes no demands
And there’s no need to apologise
It’s hard to worry about rain when you’re walkin’ on the sunnyside
You’re either doin’ what you have to
Or you’re doin’ what you like
You’re either doin’ what you have to or doin’ what you like
Oh what a life
Well he sets up in the corner
With an old Fender guitar
And he plays 9 till 2 for 50 bucks and tips in a jar
Oh what a life
Singing songs he wrote or that he halfway knows
Every Friday and Saturday night he’s the star of his own show
Oh what a life
On the higher side of 30 goin’ on his second wife
They got 4 kids in between ‘em livin down by the riverside
He puts the boat out on the lake every Sunday
Till the sun goes down at night
Oh what a life
Yes it is
Oh what a life
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