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Текст: Jaydee Bixby. My So-called Life.

Every morning when I get up
Jet fuel in my coffee cup
Lord knows I ain't giving up
I'm gonna take on the world today

Sometimes it's green green grass
And other times it kicks my ass
A half full half empty glass
Don't matter either way

I'm gonna live the life
That I wanna live
Ain't what I thought it was
It is what it is
Baby

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no rollercoaster ride, yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just my so-called life

My so-called life

Some days I own this town
And other days it shoots me down
As long as I'm still hangin' round
I'm holding on to hope

Fame is a powerful thing
Chasing after that big brass ring
Might fill your pocket with some ching-a-ling
But there's one thing that I know

You just gotta keep keeping on
And doin like you do
Look around when it's said and done
And realize it's true
Baby

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no rollercoaster ride, yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just my so-called life

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no rollercoaster ride, yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just my so-called life

My so-called life
Just my so-called life