A good, good life Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life Oh, this has gotta

And I wonder if you know What it means, what it means What it means to find your dreams You ever wonder what it all really mean Find your dreams come true I've been waiting on this my whole life These dreams be waking me up at night You say I think I'm

This love we have It's like we're out of bound And we're screaming from the rooftops Screaming till our heart stops And baby, the thoughts we have You really killing me This love we have

La, la, la, la La, la, laa (huh) This that him that's talking shit La, laa, la, laa Oh my god, Ronny Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her She with a boy think it's Ned Flanders She said that, really nice

Yeah, I meant it I'm fucked up, I'm faded I'm so complicated Those things that I said They were so overrated I thought I-I-I-I-I-I can shake this off But I-I-I-I-I-I, yeah, I meant it Oh yeah, I-I-I-I-I-I, really fucking meant it I've been drunk three

I guess I can't believe you really came And that we're sitting on this pier See, I'm smiling That means I'm happy that you're here I stole this sweater from the costume shop It makes me look like Daisy Mae See, we're laughing I think we're gonna be okay

Is this love? Really love? And I'm on my way now Is this love, really love? I need to know, need to know 'Cause I've never been this close Is this love, is this love? Really love, really love? And all these demons I'm letting go 'Cause I can see what is

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad

Don't give me that face When you know I'm really down for the chase 'Cause my heart's already in it And I'm never gonna quit it When you finally gonna get it Don't walk away Don't walk away when I'm talkin' to you This ain't no time for your bad attitude

Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,