The Good Life

When I look in the mirror
I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky dude
Starin' back at me?
Broken, beaten down
Can't even get around
without an old-man cane
I fall and hit the ground
Shivering in the cold
I'm bitter and alone
Excuse the bitchin'
I shouldn't complain
I should have no feeling
'Cuz feeling is pain
as everything I need is denied me
and everything I want is taken away from me
But who do I got to blame?
Nobody but me
I don't wanna be a old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night
It's time I got back to the good life
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
'n I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!
Screw this crap, I've had it! I ain't no mr. cool
I'm a pig, I'm a dog, so 'scuse me if I drool
I ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna cause a scene
I just need to admit that I want sugar in my tea
Hear me? Hear me? I want sugar in my tea!