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Good Life 
Medium
de One Republic
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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
Day turns to night, night to whatever we
We're young enough to say
Oh this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the 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 really be a 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 Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't now
We are god of stories but please me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're happy a fool
Let it take you
When everything is out
You 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
Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire
This could really be a good
A good, good life
Hopelessly
I like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so
Hopelessly
I'm taking a picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about
Oh this has be the good life
has gotta be the good life
could be a good life, good life
Say oh, got this feeling 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
Ooh
Listen
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 Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
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
Day turns to night, night to whatever we
We're young enough to say
Oh this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the 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 really be a 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 Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't now
We are god of stories but please me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're happy a fool
Let it take you
When everything is out
You 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
Say oh, got this feeling that you can't fight
Like this city is on fire
This could really be a good
A good, good life
Hopelessly
I like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so
Hopelessly
I'm taking a picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about
Oh this has be the good life
has gotta be the good life
could be a good life, good life
Say oh, got this feeling 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
Ooh
Listen
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 Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
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