I’ve met a lot of nice guys who didn’t finish last. Orville Wright didn’t have no pilot’s license

[Bridge]
Well I’m God forsaken and I’m well passed my prime
And this old heart’s achin’, remember the time? [Chorus]
Cie la vie, dossie do and do re mi, I’m overcome and overwhelmed and just a little short of confidence
But, Orville Wright didn’t have no pilot’s license… Orville Wright didn’t have no pilot’s license
Correct me if I’m wrong Hike up your skirt and look out below
Cause you ain’t gonna listen if I’m afraid to say it and you won’t tap your feet if I’m afraid to play it
And if I can’t be real, hell I promise I’ll fake it
Besides half of ya are gonna love it and the other half are gonna absolutely hate it
But is that the country we find ourselves livin’ in at this very moment or what… think about that

[Verse 3]
The show must go on, so on with the show; once upon a time and long, long ago
Begin at the beginning if you don’t know where to start
You know somethin’ about a horse and somethin’ about a cart
Give me a high five, down low, not bad, good to go. Don’t answer that
Chorus:
Cie la vie, dossie do and do re mi, I’m overcome and overwhelmed and just a little short of confidence
But, Orville Wright didn’t have no pilot’s license… I’m ripe for the takin’ and I’m bettin’ my last dime
Can’t be a criminal if don’t commit the crime

[Verse 4]
Well you can count your chickens before they’re hatched; you can start a fire without a match
They haven’t even thrown it yet, you can still make the catch; you just gotta get your glove up
You can still sing along if you don’t know the song, you can still stick around once everybody’s gone
You can be absolutely right when you’re absolutely wrong, and in this country, we’ll elect ya President
And I still can’t believe that

[Chorus]
Cie la vie, dossie do and do re mi, I’m overcome and overwhelmed and just a little short of confidence
But, Orville Wright didn’t have no pilot’s license… But you ain’t gonna listen if I’m afraid to say it and you won’t tap your feet if I’m afraid to play it
And if I can’t be real, hell I promise I’ll fake it
Besides half of ya are gonna love it and the other half is gonna flat out hate it
But is that the country we live in or what? Don’t answer that

[Verse 2]
Reach for the rafters, swing for the fences, your comin’ down the home stretch, you bring ’em to their senses
If at first you don’t succeed, well you get the gist; never there, never in, you never get kissed
Step on the gas; kick some ass, up the mountain through the pass. [Verse 1]
I tried to tell myself, but I don’t wanna hear it
Seems like nowadays somebody’s always gotta clear it
Gimme the okay, the rubber stamp, the thumbs up, the green light; never sang a song I never liked
But you ain’t gonna listen if I’m afraid to say it and you won’t tap your feet if I’m afraid to play it
And if I can’t be real, well I promise I’ll fake it, besides half of ya are gonna love it
And the other half is gonna hate it
But is that the country we live in or what…