You lay there like a dead fish
Get up and start movin', before you ******* fist

Your expectations are just a little too high
get out and start movin', before life passes you by

You want the moon, the sun, and the stars
High end fashion, and fancy cars
But my wallet ain't too thick, so I kick you to the curb like a washed-up trick

You lay there expecting the worst
Get up and start movin'--breakin' up always hurts

Your expectations were just a little too high
So get out and start movin', before life passes you by