You go to the deuce

All people long for the good life
Daughters, sons, mothers, fathers –
Do you know what?
You go to the deuce!
OOOOO
The good life!
Everybody think, that they can say me point to do me,
But you know what?
You go to the deuce!
All people think, that they can say me point to do me,
But you know what?
You go to the deuce!
OOOOOO
You go to the deuce!
It’s my time!
All people think, that they can say me point to do me,
But you know what?
It’s my time!
And day's, and night's,
Everybody pesters me,
But you know what?
You go to the deuce!
OOOOO
You go to the deuce!
Oh, yes, you go to the deuce!
You got at me!