This Is the Life

Oh, the wind whistles down

The cold dark street tonight

And the people, they were dancing

To the music vibe

And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair

While the shy tormented youth sit way over there

And the songs get louder, each one better than before

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

Where you gonna sleep tonight?

So you're heading down the road in your taxi for four

And you're waiting outside Jimmy's front door

But nobody's in and nobody's home 'til 4

So you're sitting there with nothing to do

Talking about Robert Riger and his motley crew

And where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

Where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

And you're singing the songs, thinking "This is the life"

And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size

Where you gonna go, where you gonna go, where you gonna sleep tonight?

Where you gonna sleep tonight?