[ron]

the good life

when i look in the mirror
i can't believe what i see
tell me, who that funky dude starin' back at me?
broken, beaten-down can't even get around
without an old-man cane i fall and hit the ground
shivering in the cold, bitter and alone

excuse the bitchin' i shouldn't complain
i should have no feeling, 'cuz feeling is pain
as everything i need is denied me
and everthing i want is taken away from me
but who do i have to blame
nobody but me

( chourus)
i don't want to be an old man anymore
it's been a year or two since i was out on the floor
shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night
it's time to get back to the good life
it's time i got back, it's time i got back
'n i don't even know how i got off track
i wanna go back, yeah!

screw this crap i've had it ! i ain'y no mr. cool
i'm a pig, i'm a dog, so 'scuse , me if i drool
i ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna cause a scene
i just need to admit i want sugar in my tea
hear me ? i want sugar in my tea!