Dreams Don't Come True - Low Cut Connie

Everybody says that dreams come true

Well maybe for some people, baby, they do

But dreams don’t come true, baby, for me and you

Everybody says «It'll be all right»

Well maybe their lives are doin' just fine

But it ain’t all right, baby, in yours and mine

Everybody says, «Here's some book you gotta to read»

Everybody says, «You guys just need to smoke a little weed»

What do they know 'bout what the fuck we need?

They all think they know how you feel

They all wanna make a real big deal

They’re all comin' from a real good place

They all make me wanna spit in their faces

Well that’s life, baby, and it goes to your head

«That's life,» that’s what Frank Sinatra said

«That's life» — and then he dropped dead

So let’s put our heads in the oven and turn up the heat

Let’s go slow dancin' in the middle of the street

Let’s be in love, Darlin', one more time