Paroles: Alice Peacock. Love Remains. Real Life.

Met her at the high school dance
Down at the Aragon
He was rockin' them parachute pants
Leather high tops on

Couple years later
They went and got hitched by a
Justice of the peace
Settled down in a Minnesota town
And the rest is history

Baby this is real life
Yeah they're doin' just fine
Real life, real life alright

Left home when she was 17
Got her first tattoo
Never was the homecoming queen
Never was that cool

Now she's serving up drinks
And getting new ink
On the east side of LA
Not the choice her mama would make
And she likes it that way

Baby this is real life
Yeah she's doin' just fine
Real life, real life alright

Ain't always fun, it ain't always pretty
Down in the country, up in the city
Everybody's different but one thing's true
We all gotta' do what we gotta' do

So me and my gypsy heart gonna
Pack up and hit the road
Got a song in this ol guitar
And a string of shows

When that highway calls baby
I'll come runnin' with my gas tank full
And my six string strumming
Got a few friends that'll keep on coming
This is all I know

Baby this is real life
Yeah I'm doin' just fine
Real life, real life alright