High Life (The Last Resorts)

[RB]
My life is a slow life on the river
Sleepy as a weepy willow tree
Easy, 'cause I know life on the river—
What's the high life to a lowlife like me?

Don't like to shave
Or wear a tie
Just sit and wave
As the boats go by
When things go on
I write 'em down
Lucky nothin' ever goes down in this here town!

Love my easy-go life on the river
Countin' beer cans floating out to sea
Leave me be—I got a job
Listenin' to those engines throb
Learnin' how to be a slob
For free
And the high life isn't no life
For me!

Goodbye to a houseboat on the river
Hello to a boathouse in Palm Beach!
Gonna leave my houseboat on the river
Gonna live a life as high as I can reach!

I'll smoke cigars
And put on shoes
And count the cars
That they never use
She'll tell her life—
I'll write it out—
Just hope her life is too damn dull to write about!

So long to my neighbors on the river
So long to their warm and friendly smile
Gonna take a brand-new job
Learnin' how to be a snob
Gonna be the same old slob
In style!
Tradin' my life
For the high life
For a while!