Hot Apple Pie The Good Life Lyrics

The Good Life Lyrics

Well, there's a two o'clock flight down to Key West,

I could catch it if I leave now, I bet.

Where the steel drums sound while sun sinks down in the water.

I got five vacation days comin',

I spend my forty-hour week beach-bummin':

I won't pack a lot of clothes 'cause where I'm gonna go, it don't matter.



I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin,

Dance with a girl I'll never see again,

An' get tattooed.

Catch some fish, catch a bus,

Bend some rules just because I want to.

I'm gonna open wide, take a ride,

An' taste the good life.



Aw, paradise never gets borin',

I might even do a little surf-boardin',

Catch a ride, if I can, with the parachute man,

An' go soarin'.



I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin,

Dance with a girl I'll never see again,

An' get tattooed.

Catch some fish, catch a bus,

Bend some rules just because I want to.

I'm gonna open wide, take a ride,

An' taste the good life.

(Ah ooh.)



I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin,

Dance with a girl I'll never see again,

An' get tattooed.

Catch some fish, catch a bus,

Bend some rules just because I want to.

I'm gonna open wide, take a ride,

An' taste the good life. 



I'm gonna open wide, take a ride,

An' taste the good life.