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

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