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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 Abbey 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

I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
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 Colorado

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
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

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

I say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh, a good, good life, yeah

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
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about

Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life, good life

I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"
Like this city is on fire tonight
This could really be a good life, a good, good life
Oh yeah, good, good life, good life, oh, this is

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 Colorado

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
What there is to complain about?
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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 Abbey 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      I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"   Like this city is on fire tonight   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 Colorado      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   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      Oh, this has gotta be the good life   This has gotta be the good life   This could really be a good life, good life      I say, oh, got this feeling that you can't fight   Like this city is on fire tonight   This could really be a good life, a good, good life   Oh, a good, good life, yeah      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   'Cause hopelessly   The hope is we have so much to feel good about      Oh, this has gotta be the good life   This has gotta be the good life   This could really be a good life, good life      I say, "Oh, got this feeling that you can't fight"   Like this city is on fire tonight   This could really be a good life, a good, good life   Oh yeah, good, good life, good life, oh, this is      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 Colorado      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   What there is to complain about?
 
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