Livingston Taylor

You hear the lament from those to whom life has spent

an inordinate amount of time being tough

Ah, the tenacity the jungle of mendacity

a life cruel, cold, and rough

Now they’re glumly sitting on top of the world,

convinced the worst will be

Well I know they’re right, but I’m not uptight

‘cause the world I see has a girl who’s in love with me

I get lost crossing the street

And I can’t find my own two feet

But oh, I love my baby And she thinks I’m sweet

I must be doing something right

She’s intelligent, patient, hardworking, and shrewd

I’m sarcastic, bombastic, lazy, and rude

But we burn in up when we get in that mood

I must be doing something right

Finally there’s a crystal sunrise

Finally the world is fair

All the love that I’ve kept hidden from the moon

Is finally mine to share

There’s plenty of guys she could pick

G.Q. jawline, hair so slick

I gotta break it to you fellas, you’ve all been licked

I must be doing something right

Finally there’s a crystal sunrise

Finally the world is fair

All the love that I’ve kept hidden from the moon

Is finally mine to share

There’s plenty of guys she could find

Good looking, rich, and not out of their mind

Oh, good news, love’s still blind and

I must be doing something

And I must be doing something

And I must be doing something right