Satisfaction

©2009 Dave Clegg

I scrape together a few dinero

Money down on a used camaro.

Here I am thinkin’ I’m such a hottie.

When up rolls Bob in a Maserati. 

I build a patio, fix up my place.

Look of envy on my neighbor’s face.

And then he wins the Power Ball.

Now I’m in the shadow of the Taj Mahal.

How you gonna hang with the other feller

When your boat is smaller than his propeller?

Look the wrong way for the right reaction,

And you won’t find– satisfaction.

I did some braggin’ the other day

“We own a time-share in F. L. A.”

The other guy says, “That’s terrific.

I own an island in the South Pacific.”

I hit the gym six days a week.

All my muscles are at their peak.

Just when I can’t feel any greater,

In walks Arnold– The Governator. 

How you gonna hang with the other feller

When your boat is smaller than his propeller?

Look the wrong way for the right reaction,

And you won’t find– satisfaction.

Warm up my voice, grab my guitar.

It’s open mic at the local bar. 

The crowd goes wild! It's loud as thunder!

I turn around.... it’s Stevie Wonder.

How you gonna hang with the other feller

When your boat is smaller than his propeller?

Look the wrong way for the right reaction,

And you won’t find...

If your self-esteem just can't get traction,

It’s time to redefine– satisfaction.