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(To Live) The Pop Life

(To Live) The Pop Life

Harold Faltermeyer

Lyrics
Mouth is dry, it's hard to swallow
What you feel you got to follow
To live the pop life
To live the pop life
Come over like a sheriff
'Bout to bring 'em hard to quit
To live the pop life
Oh, to live the pop life
You've got to sacrifice a little
To play both ends against the middle

To live the pop life
What some people won't do
To live the pop life
What's it doin' to you?
That's the question (One, two, three)
What, what's it doin' to you?

Takes an accidental situation
Some electric combination
To live the pop life
To live the pop life
Slip away and never see through
Break you into little bits
To live the pop life
To live the pop life
You've got to listen to yourself
Make a smart admission to yourself

To live the pop life
What some people won't do
To live the pop life
What's it doin' to you?
That's the question (One, two, three)
To live the pop life
To live the pop life

I'll make you a shake, bake you a cake
Take anything that you want me to take
Dance with you all night long
Put on a pork pie hat, you can't go wrong

Get it!
Oh, that's right, that's right

There's a pretty good rendition
Of a delicate condition
For a man of high ambition
And a 'ticular position
For an improvised impersonation
Of his lover's admiration
Which sits there on ice
Beneath the bright lights

To live the pop life
What some people won't do

(That's the question, one, two, three)
To live the pop life
What's it doin' to you?
Oh, to live the pop life
What some people won't do
To live the pop life
What's it doin' to you?

(That's the question, one, two, three)
To live the pop life
To live the pop life
To live the pop life