Good Life

The moon has never been so close before
 I could just reach out, I could take it
 Take a bite of it and save it
 And he's talking 'bout some stupid sneakers he wore
 He said, "I get 'em where they make it
 Ain't no middle man to fake it"
 For a couple weeks I could feel it comin', a
 Couple days I could hear the drummin', a
 A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
 We're freshenin' up cause the morning's comin'
 Bittersweet for the most part bitter
 It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
 It's one part sweet, I think
 It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
 I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
 It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
 As in 4 am on Saturday
 And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
 And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
 I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
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 It's the kind of the thing where you can never be sure
 If it's for worse or it's for better
 And it ain't no laughin' matter
 He's been keepin' calm, collected, I'm insecure
 And it doesn't matter where he bought it
 All that matters is he got it
 'Cause a couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
 Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
 A tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
 We're freshenin' up as the morning's comin', ahh
 Bittersweet for the most part bitter
 It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
 It's one part sweet, and I think
 It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
 I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
 It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
 As in 4 am on a Saturday
 And I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
 And I was in the backseat, it was a long day
 I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway
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 Couple weeks I could feel it comin', and a
 Couple days I could hear the drummin', and a
 Tin of mints, and a pack of gum and
 We're freshenin' up, the morning's comin'
 Bittersweet for the most part bitter
 It's one part sweet and it's two parts bitter
 It's one part sweet, and I think
 It's one part sweet a little too bitter
 I got a taste of the good life in the middle of the night
 It was about 4 o'clock on a Friday
 And it was too early 'cause it was Saturday
 I got a taste of the good life, I was feelin' alright
 I was in the backseat, it was a long day
 I was in a taxi on the Cross Island Parkway