Tekstovi: Jaydee Bixby. My So-called Life.

Every morning
When I get up
Jet fuel
In my coffee cup
Lord knows
I ain't giving up
I'm gonna take
On the world today

Sometimes
It's green
Green grass
And other times
It kicks my ass
A half full
Half empty glass
Don't matter
Either way

I'm gonna live
The life
That I wanna live
Ain't
What I thought it was
It is what it is
Baby

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no
Rollercoaster ride
Yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just my so-called life

My so-called life

Some days
I own this town
And other days
It shoots me down
As long
As I'm still
Hangin' round
I'm holding on
To hope


Fame
Is a powerful thing
Chasing after
That big brass ring
Might fill your pocket
With some ching-a-ling
But there's one thing
That I know

You just gotta keep
Keeping on
And doin like you do
Look around
When it's said and done
And realize it's true
Baby

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no
Rollercoaster ride
Yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure
Ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just my so-called life

This ain't no rodeo
No dog and pony show
Ain't no
Rollercoaster ride
Yeah
Ain't no highway
Sure
Ain't no river baby
It's just my so-called
Just
My so-called life

My so-called life
Just
My so-called life