Fancy Things

I live life for
The Joie de vivre
Even I don't mind
The fancy things

They call my name
A new city
I hop on a plane
I dropped fifty
Bands on this
So raise a glass
If this jet falls
Bury me in first class

I live life for
The Joie de vivre
And I don't mind
The fancy things

I'm getting a glimpse
Of new money
Skinny bitches
Off duty
Some will have to
Work to the grave
Some were meant to
Spend and play

I don't mind
The fancy things

Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm
Mmmmm

I live a life
I live a life for fancy things
I live a life for fancy things
I could like the fancy things