We lived in the Garden of Eden for a while Covered with some leaves Then one very special lady couldn’t fight her desire And no more walking naked in the streets
You know people can never be satisfied I'm talking about me (I'm talking about you friend) You always seem to find the need to fly Don’t forget what you have in your own hands
How come all the people want more You gotta be happy How come all the people want more You gotta be happy with what you have
I know you know How to let go Then we will learn to live together
How come all the people want more You gotta be happy How come all the people want more You gotta be happy with what you have