The Bugatti Life

The Bugatti Life

The story
of life

As a
kid

The girls
go to
the man
with fast
cars

And the
sweets to
the girls

How you
wish?

You were
a grown up
man

Runnin as
fast as
you could

Now with
everythin

The blondes
with frills

Man with
guns by
your side

You are
looked upon
with wonder

The sleaze
in you

Eats you
to no
end

Sometimes
you wish

You just
werent so
old

A Boy’s
Life, better

A man
with Bugghati
comes scoutin

In the
neighborhood

You drop
and wish

How could
I be rich?

The Tales
from the
back

Comes to
you

You settle
into your
suit

Till the
car passes
by

Caution: This might be all theory

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