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!