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Good Life

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 17.08.2012

EVERYBODY LOVES
TO CHANGE FROM TIME TO TIME
BEING SOMEONE ELSE
DOESN’T HAVE TO BE A CRIME

EVERYBODY DREAMS
TO BE SOMEBODY GOOD
LEAVE YOURSELVES BEHIND
NOT TO BE MISUNDERSTOOD

IF ONLY I COULD HAVE
A LITTLE BIT OF FAITH SOMETIMES
THE SOLACE IN A SONG
A WAY TO GET ALONG

WELL, ISN’T IT A GOOD LIFE, GOOD LIFE
FOR EVERYONE THERE IS A SUN
WELL, ISN’T IT A GOOD LIFE, GOOD LIFE
OH YEAH

EVERYBODY HATES
TO STAND IN LINE SOMETIMES
THE STORY OF A LIFE
DOESN’T HAVE TO BE IN RHYMES

IF ONLY YOU WOULD GIVE
A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE SOMETIMES
THE SOLACE IN A SONG
A WAY TO GET ALONG

WELL, ISN’T IT A GOOD LIFE, GOOD LIFE
FOR EVERYONE A BIT OF FUN
WELL, ISN’T IT A GOOD LIFE, GOOD LIFE
OH YEAH

WE CAN CAN ONLY TRY...

ISN’T IT GOOD,
ISN’T IT?


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