Second Balcony Jump - Get Up!

It's 100 degrees in the shade
You're counting the money you made
Things that you do for pay
Don't let it get you down

The glitter is still on your face
Vegas just wasn't the place
For the dreams and the plans you had made
Don't let it get you down

Don't get down. Get Up!
Sin city lured you in as a model
Lived fast pulling back on the throttle
Crashed and burned yourself right back to your hometown

Moving back home you're ashamed
With a kid on the way you feel blamed
Mr. Bartender surely won't pay
Don't let it get you down

Don't get down. Get Up!
Used to stay up late now you're in bed on time
Used to shoot whiskey now it's soda and lime
Trying to raise a family in your small town
Don't let it get you down. Get Up!

Written by:
Joseph Grimaldi

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