Highlife
--words and music by Michael Stanley/Bob Pelander

from "You Can't Fight Fashion", 1983, EMI Records Group



These quarter past nowheres
Can bring you to your knees
So baby grabbed the redeye
Put 'em all away
Tired of saying please
She said get me into LA
Ha, get me there soon
Cause there's something about the air tonight
Something in the light of the moon...

	She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	  She knows 'em all
	And when she makes her mind up there's nothing to say
	  She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	She knows 'em all
	  Our little darling she like the highlife
	She like the highlife
	  She like the highlife
	She like it...

She do two or three quick ones
Before you get your next
She stares out the window at the land of the free
All the way to LAX
With a half a pound of cocaine
Riding down below
She's right out on the edge
But then for her that's the rush
Hell that's the time for the show...

	She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	  She knows 'em all
	And when she makes her mind up there's nothing to say
	  She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	She knows 'em all
	  Our little darling she like the highlife
	She like the highlife
	  She like the highlife
	Aw, she like it...

	She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	  She knows 'em all
	And when she makes her mind up there's nothing to say
	  She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	She knows 'em all
	  Our little darling she like the highlife...

	She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	  She knows 'em all
	And when she makes her mind up there's nothing to say
	  She loves 'em, she leaves 'em
	She knows 'em all
	  Our little darling she like the highlife
	She like the highlife
	  She like the highlife
	Aw, she like it...

	She like the highlife, highlife, highlife...

		to fade