L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.

Lisa likes brandy and the way it hits her lips
 She's a rock 'n' roll survivor with pendulum hips
 She's got deep brown eyes that've seen it all
 Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue
 The bar men used to call her "Little Lisa, Looney Tunes"
 She went down on almost anyone
 And from the hard time living 'til the Chelsea days
 From when her hair was sweet blonde 'til the day it turned gray
 She said
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 You've got more than money and cents, my friend
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 What you don't have now will come back again
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
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 Some people wear their history like a map on their face
 And Joey was an artist just living out a case
 But his best work was his letters home
 Extended works of fiction about imaginary success
 When chorus girls in neon were his closest things to friends
 But to a writer, the truth is no big deal
 And from the hard time living to the sleepless nights
 And the black and blue body from the weekend fights
 He'd say
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 You've got more than money and cents, my friend
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 What you don't have now will come back again
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 On my last night on Earth, I won't look to the sky
 Just breathe in the air and blink in the light
 On my last night on Earth, I'll pay a high price
 To have no regrets and be done with my life
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 You've got more than money and cents, my friend
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 What you don't have now will come back again
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 You've got more than money and cents, my friend
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way
 L-I-F-E-G-O-E-S-O-N
 What you don't have now will come back again
 You've got heart, and you're going your own way