Up In The Eighties lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Up In The Eighties lyrics Too hot but not too hot to care I m sitting pretty by my Frigidaire And it s good to breathe the midnight air One more mosquito bite before we get (before we get) To bed I m on the payroll but I m off the street You can t disturb a fool s reality When there s a place i n town where they don t even Serve you or me We d have to sit outside and drink all night to rescue The economy Up in the Eighties, where it s hard to breathe Up in the Eighties, and it s harder to leave you alone Too close to Heaven to believe I m here at all Must be the weather I got no more use for the radio The whole world ended just an hour ago And there s a lot of people waking up with egg in their Eyes We ll charge the refugees a grand apiece to camp out in Our paradise Up in the Eighties, where it s hard to breathe Up in the Eighties, and it s harder to leave you alone Too close to Heaven to believe I m here at all Must be the weather (Up) in the Eighties, where it s harder to breathe In the Eighties, and it s harder to leave you alone Close to Heaven to believe I m here at all In the Eighties, (Must there be no air to breathe!) song lyrics