She didn't smoke last Tuesday

Didn't even take a sip

It's Wednesday night

She's bumming butts

And sinking like a ship

She came to

Orange in her hand

A hundred miles from anywhere

Her pack is full of sand

Living the good life

In the summertime

Flying so high

Living the good life

He ain't so committed )

And at least so many years

But all that really kept him safe

Was circumstance and fear

He woke up with nosebleed

And a pounding in his head

A naked woman's wise

is agely) scattered 'cross the bed

Living the good life

In the summertime

Flying so high

Living the good life

Eight thousand dollars

For a new Mercedes Benz

Used to ride the market

Like a vulture on the wind

It's funny how it's cylinders

Don't hardly make no sound

The last thing that I ever heard

Was the garage door coming down

Living the good life

In the summertime

Flying so high

Living the good life

Ain't this a good life

In the summertime

We're flying so high

Ain't this a good life