The Good Life - Album of the Year Lyrics
The first time that I met herI was throwing up in the ladies room stallShe asked me if I needed anythingI said, "I think I spilled my drink"And that's how it started(Or so I'd like to believe)She took me to her mother's houseOutside of town where the stars hang downShe said she'd never seen someone so lostI said I'd never felt so foundAnd then I kissed her on the cheekAnd so she kissed me on the mouthThe spring was popping daises upAround rusted trucks and busted lawn chairsWe moved into a studio in Council BluffsTo save a couple bucksWhere the mice came out at nightNeighbors were screaming all the timeWe'd make love in the afternoonsTo Chelsea Girls and Bachelor #2I'd play for her some songs I wroteShe'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roofI'd say, "They're all for you, dearI'll write the album of the year"And I know she loved me thenI swear to God she didIt was the way she'd bite my lower lipAnd push her hips against my hipsAnd dig her nails so deep into my skinThe first time that I met herI was convinced I had finally found the oneShe was convinced I was under the influenceOf all those drunken romanticsI was reading Fante at the the timeI had Bukowski on my mindShe got a job at Jacob'sServing *****tails to the local drunksAgainst her will, I fit the the billI perched down at the end of the barShe said, "Space is not just a place for starsI gave you an inch, you want a house with a yard"And I know she loved me onceBut those days are doneShe used to call me every dayFrom a pay phone on her break for lunchJust to say she can't wait to come homeThe last time that I saw herShe was picking through which records were hersHer clothes were packed in boxesWith some pots and pans and books and a toasterJust then a mouse scurried across the floorWe started laughing until it didn't hurtWe started laughing until it didn't hurtWe started laughing until it didn't hurtWe started laughing until it didn't hurtWe started laughing until it didn't hurt
