Life in the Big City
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Billy was a welterweight, never got the shot at the title
Never was a rich boy, always played the hustle, a survivor
He went the wrong way home
Now he's a long way gone (yeah)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I can still remember play the rock
You're the drop, I'm the driver
Pack it up, burn it in the back yard
Throw it on the fire
He was a real good guy
He was a friend of mine
Shot down in the street one night
Standing up for a stranger (yeah)
That's life in the big city
That's life, and it ain't always pretty
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
I don't ever wanna leave this town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Everybody looking for the scapegoat running in the aisle
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Billy got hands, he's the ghost of a champ that retired
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Got knocked down, all fight, big laughs all night
Hey, everybody came to play
Anyway
That's life in the big city
That's life and it ain't always pretty
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
I don't ever wanna leave this town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Yeah)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
Rain, rain, just go away
Today
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ah, Bill, it's like you almost knew
I wish I said goodbye to you
Billy was a welterweight, never got the shot at the title
Never was a rich boy, always played the hustle, a survivor
He went the wrong way home
Now he's a long way gone (yeah)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I can still remember play the rock
You're the drop, I'm the driver
Pack it up, burn it in the back yard
Throw it on the fire
He was a real good guy
He was a friend of mine
Shot down in the street one night
Standing up for a stranger (yeah)
That's life in the big city
That's life, and it ain't always pretty
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
I don't ever wanna leave this town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Everybody looking for the scapegoat running in the aisle
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Billy got hands, he's the ghost of a champ that retired
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Got knocked down, all fight, big laughs all night
Hey, everybody came to play
Anyway
That's life in the big city
That's life and it ain't always pretty
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
I don't ever wanna leave this town
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Yeah)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
Rain, rain, just go away
Today
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ah, Billy, where are you now?
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Ah, Bill, it's like you almost knew
I wish I said goodbye to you
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Andrew Roberge, Stephen Kellog
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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