I've been thinking about the simple life I'd like to have with you
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We could build...
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A house in the hills
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A mighty place where we could stay
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And my
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Friends come to stay to visit
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Wondering why I've thrown it all away
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I feel strange with language
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Which I haven't spoken in awhile
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Well my friends this is the simple life
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Our own kids...
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A thousand in the yard
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Filthy, they join us in the living room
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They ask me:
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Who my friends are
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Before I met them all what was my life like
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So I
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Hot box from the basement
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And try to explain what I use to do
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They're going through all the cresent photos
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My chilidren say that that isn't like you
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Well my kids...
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That was not the simple life
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So I
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Without my funny looking sandales
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Head down to the market for some food
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And I
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Scratch my feelings out of here
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And go on long walks with you
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With my wife, walking through the simple life
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Well my kids, tell my friends good-bye
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It's time my friends to go back to the good life
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Oh, such a simple life
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The Simple Life
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| The Rentals |
