Lyrics

Quit my job at the 7-11 3-
D vision and a glance of heaven
Picked up my six string began to play
Just one touch and it started to say
All your dreams will come true
Lovely mansion with a pool so blue
A red Ferrari and a model for a wife
Oh yes it looks
I was born for the good life *
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something
I can't see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something
I can't see
A thousand motels waiting to trash
TV dinners, well
I love that bash
And if you
Eddie, just say
Hi This party's open so drop on by
All your dreams will come true
A sunny haven from the
Inland Revenue
Hot nights in
Paris a chance to dance
Since I signed up
I've been living in a trance *
Repeat [INSTRUMENTAL]
I'm feeling sick like
Dawn of the
Dead I've got
Marines marching through my head
John-Boy Walton, he's so nice
So come in this must be paradise
All your dreams will come true
That lovely mansion with its pool so blue
A red Ferrari and a model for a wife
Oh yes it looks
I was born for the good life *
Repeat

Comments (0)

No comments yet.

Log in to join the conversation.