In the morning you bring me my coffee in a special tarnished mug,
And when you fry up some eggs inside a copper pan with love
As I scribe a check to the paperboy with my
Mont Blanc Pen
Life is good it's so sentimental
When you're rich as hell
And when the markets are starting to tumble it tends to blemish the spell.

I bought a car
I only drive it weekends
Somehow I forgot to put the top up.
And it's filling up with snow

Life is good it's so sentimental
When you're rich as hell
And when the markets are starting to tumble it tends to blemish the spell.
Life is good it's so sentimental
When you're rich as hell
And when the markets are starting to tumble it tends to blemish the spell.

In the evening you bring me the stories of our children as they grow
And then it's off to bed with there faces happy and aglow
Life is good it's so sentimental
When you're rich as hell
And when the markets are starting to tumble it tends to blemish the spell.
Life is good it's so sentimental
When you're rich as hell
And when the markets are starting to tumble it tends to blemish the spell.

Music by Claes Steen
Arrangment,Lyrics and vocals by conover
mix by Conover and Warnick
Mastered by Andy Walter at Abbey Road Studios abbeyroad.com/engineer/andy-walter

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