Life Go Low

One, two, three

Every morning

Wake up and rise, realize

Not dead, surprise, another day

Catch a feeling

Divinate, don't hate

Make up your mind, you'll be late

You gotta fly

Life goes low

You try to make sense, but you really don't know

You really don't know

Call me, honey

I got an idea, it's not funny

Everything rides on a man's money

Don't you know?

Let's run away

Down south, weather's great

No one will mind if you show up late

I know for sure

Life goes low

You try to make sense, but you really don't know

You really don't know

Life goes low

You try to make sense, but you really don't know

You really don't know