Timbuk3 - B-Side Of Life lyrics

Who am I? Do you recognize me? Of course you don't, I'm nobody I have no money, I have no name I tear the tickets at the Hall of Fame I buy my dinner at the 7-Eleven Eat it in the kitchen while I watch TV I like my free time and I love my wife You'll find my number on the B-side of life Once I got lucky, I had a band We had a song, it got to number 3 Made lots of money, made lots of friends Had lots of pretty people hangin' 'round me Now all I want is a place to hide To feel safe from the chaos outside A cold refrigerator, a warm bed A place where no one will stick a gun to my head I buy my dinner at the 7-Eleven Eat it in the kitchen while I watch TV I like my free time and I love my wife We're happy living on the B-side of life We had the key to the city But the rooms it did unlock Were full of overpriced portraits Engaged in cheap small talk So turn out the lights, turn up the radio Don't know the singer but I love that song I know that I'm no Baryshnikov baby But I wanna dance with you all night long I'll buy you dinner at the 7-Eleven We'll eat it in the kitchen while we watch TV Tonight's my birthday, let's have a party I'm thirty with a bullet from the B-side of life