Another beautiful morning under stars and bars
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And F series pickups and rusted out cars
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And they're eating breakfast at the strip bar
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Just to have a peek...
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And the beer soaked angels spread their wings
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And dream of twenties and diamonds and things
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And somehow that might ease the sting
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Of the company they keep
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Yeah...
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And the vets still talk about the Tet offensive
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And the freshmen boys all look so pensive
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Because living large is so expensive
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Hope daddy fueled the jet...
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And we'll all fly out to the Hard Rock casino
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And we'll put on our neatly pressed and fine chinos
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And we'll laugh at the guy in the El Camino
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Is that the only car he could get?
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It's a beautiful life
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It's just as advertised
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It's all for one low price
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Just read the fine print, and you'll be content
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With your beautiful life
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And record smoothies say, 'What a sound'
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You're the greatest thing we've found
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But you're gonna have to lose a few pounds
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We're gonna put you on TV
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And don't think our place is so swank
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Don't worry about that guy, he's high on crank
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That's exactly why his last record tanked
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And let that be a lesson to me
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[Chorus:]
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And all our churches glow
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Communion wafers trash TV shows
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Say, 'Hey, at least you don't have this strife'
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'Cause you'll be warm and safe
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In your beautiful life
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Yeah...
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And it's hard to tell what's true compassion
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When it's dressed up in hair and nails and fashion
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And the tabloids all rush to cash in on what we should believe
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And I hope I never see the day
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When there's nothing left on the planet left to save
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And oxygen is the designer crusade
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As we all fight to breathe...
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[Chorus]
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Beautiful Life
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| Edwin McCain |
