YKYWI Lyrics

Don't be jealous

Though you're right to envy me

I've got a lot of stuff

And none of it was free

I paid good money

For the lifestyle that I'm in

The lap of luxury

Is the cushion for my sin

Greed is groovy

If you're he that gets the gold

So be a little jealous

And stand there and behold

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

You know you want it

And that's no lie

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

The ladies dig it

When I splash the cash around

But I'm not delusional

That there's true love to be found

Still I crave

The attention I can buy

And I'll go to the grave

With many mourners paid to cry

There's not much difference

Between kisses that are paid

And the ones that some poor lovestruck fool

Freely gives away

I'm just a realist

And my life's pretty damn good

I know you'd trade my life for yours

If you could

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

You know you want it

And that's no lie

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

I've gotten famous

From the many deals I've done

And I don't regret them

Not a solitary one

In fact I'd do it all again

And wear a smile

Stabbing you in the back

Picking your pocket all the while

Your moral high ground

Is shifting sand

If you were in my shoes

You'd truly understand

Alas that's not the case

And so here we are

With you a jealous peasant

And me a shining star

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye

You know you want it

And that's no lie

Why Kay Why Dubya Eye