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Good Life 
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de One Republic
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Woke up in London yesterday
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New and numbers that I don't know
Address to places Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh has gotta be the
This has gotta be the good life
could be a 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 life
A good, good life
To my friends in New York, I say
My 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 don't work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You take it in
Oh has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a 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 life
A good, good life
I feel like there might be that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The is we have so much to good about
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
Like this is on 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 for the past few or so
Paris to to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
Found myself in the city near Piccadilly
Don't really how I got here
I got some pictures on my phone
New and numbers that I don't know
Address to places Abbey Road
Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want
We're young enough to say
Oh has gotta be the
This has gotta be the good life
could be a 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 life
A good, good life
To my friends in New York, I say
My 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 don't work now
We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
When you're happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You take it in
Oh has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a 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 life
A good, good life
I feel like there might be that I'll miss
Hopelessly
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cuz hopelessly
The is we have so much to good about
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
Like this is on 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 for the past few or so
Paris to to Col-or-ado
Sometimes there's airplanes I can't jump out
Sometimes there's bullshit that don't work now
We are god of stories but me-e-e-e
What there is to complain about
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