You live like a million in dollars and cents As rich as a king and as young as a prince And you drive in your car with a black chauffeur And a color TV
You can't take no, it's gotta be yes You're spoiled, you're coddled, you only want the best And the girls are wooed with your prep school air They forget about me
Chorus This is your life and it's paradise But I gotta get away
You get up in the morning for a shower and a shave With your clothes laid out by a French valet And you eat your lunch in a small cafe With a waiter in a tie
Your women are expensive, no they don't come cheap Reading Vogue magazine for the company they keep And they hang their heads 'cause they can't compete With a smile and a sigh
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This is your life Your life's been good You know every little baby in your neighborhood But you lost them, you let 'em get away
This is your life Your life's been nice You grabbed a piece of paradise but you lost it You let it get away
This is your life, boy This is your life I said, "Oh, it's such a wonderful life" This is your life
Now the rich get sick, the rich get old They buy the little people, leave them lying in the cold And I'd do the same if I was lying in your shoes It could happen any day
Now you got no friends and you got no car Your Rolls Royce smile can't get you very far When you've lost your lease and your stocks run out You'll find a better way