Simple Life کے بول

Well she's sitting on the edge of my bed Taking her shirt off over her head I should be somewhere else but i am right here instead As this old scene unfurls In this ever changing world I ask myself how did i lose my woman for this here girl Well she lays back like a queen In some dark medieval dream All at once god becomes a big old machine And i've got one hand on the switch Building up a fearsome itch To turn him off for a little while And dig myself a six foot ditch 'cause every move she makes Tempts this here bough to break I know man lives on love How much love can one man take If there's a train coming I can't see it If there's a lesson here I don't need it I'm gonna slide right down into my own bad idea So save it if you will Stop the doctor, crush the pill The simple life is overated I have simply had my fill