Lisa likes brandy and the way it hits her lips

She's a rock 'n' roll survivor with pendulum hips

She's got deep brown eyes that've seen it all

Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue

The bar men used to call her "Little Lisa, Looney Tunes"

She went down on almost anyone

And from the hard time living 'til the Chelsea days

From when her hair was sweet blonde 'til the day it turned gray

She said

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

You've got more than money and cents, my friend

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

What you don't have now will come back again

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

Some people wear their history like a map on their face

And Joey was an artist just living out a case

But his best work was his letters home

Extended works of fiction about imaginary success

When chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friends

But to a writer, the truth is no big deal

And from the hard time living to the sleepless nights

And the black and blue body from the weekend fights

He'd say

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

You've got more than money and cents, my friend

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

What you don't have now will come back again

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

On my last night on Earth, I won't look to the sky

Just breathe in the air and blink in the light

On my last night on Earth, I'll pay a high price

To have no regrets and be done with my life

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

You've got more than money and cents, my friend

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

What you don't have now will come back again

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

You've got more than money and cents, my friend

You've got heart, and you're going your own way

L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N

What you don't have now will come back again

You've got heart, and you're going your own way