When I finally write that masterpiece
And the masses know my name
Gonna get a little place on a pretty little lake
Have my friends up every summer
For however long they want
And eat at all the fancy restaurants
When I finally write that masterpiece
Ten weeks at number one
Gonna buy a private plane, gonna fly into the sun
With my folks that both retired
Seven years before they planned
It wouldn't even matter where we land
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Well, I finally wrote that masterpiece
But no one even knows
I don't have the connections to get on the radio
So I play out every weekend
On this busted up guitar
At least I get a free drink at the bar