Good Life – One Republic
Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don‘t really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone
New names and numbers that I don‘t know
Address to places like Gabbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want We‘re young enough to say
* Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life
Say oh, this feeling that you can‘t fight
The city is on fire night This could really be a good life. A good, good life
** To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don‘t know
Where I‘ve been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there‘s airplanes I can’t jump out
Sometimes there‘s bullshit that don‘t work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there is to complain about
When you‘re happy like a fool Let it take you over
When everything is out You gotta take it in
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Hopelessly I feel like there might be something that I‘ll miss
Hopelessly I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly I‘m taking a mental picture of you now
‘Cuz hopelessly The hope is we have so much to feel good about
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