[Verse 1]
A couple weeks ago
My wife and I
Took a little trip down to
Mexico
Met this young girl there
We brought her back with us
Now she lives with us
In our home
She cleans the hallway
She cleans the stair
She cleans the living room
She wipes the baby's ass
She drives the kids to school
She does the laundry too
She wrote this song for me
Listen...
Yeah

[Verse 2]
The other afternoon
My wife and I
Took a little ride into
Bevеrly Hills
Went to the private school
Our oldеst child attends
Many famous people
Send their children there
His teacher says to us
"We have a problem here
This child just will not do
A thing we tell him to
He's such a big old thing
He hurts the other children
All the games they play
He plays too rough"
Said, hold it, teacher
Wait a minute
Maybe my ears are clogged or something
Maybe I'm not understanding the English language
Dear, you don't seem to realize
[Chorus]
My life is good
My life is good, you old bat
My life is good
My life

[Verse 3]
Just this evening
Some young associates of ours
Are flying in to see us from
New York City
They're gonna stay with us
A couple of weeks or so
I'm gonna take 'em to
Restaurants and everything
And gonna get 'em some
Real good cocaine
They don't get much
Where they come from
And this one's guy wife
Is such a pretty little brown thing
That I'm liable to give her a poke or two
Whaddaya think of that?

[Bridge]
Teacher, let me tell you a little story
Just this morning
My wife and I
Went to this big hotel in the hills
Where a very good friend of ours happens to be staying
The name of this young man
Is Mr. Bruce Springsteen, yeah
We talked about some kind of woodblock or something
This new guitar we like
You know what he said to me?
I'll tell you what he said to me
He said, "Rand, I'm tired
How would you like to be the Boss for awhile?"
Well, yeah
[Chorus]
My life is good
My life is good!