Lyrics Pat Benatar – It’s A Tuff Life

Isn’t it a tuff life?
You race your Mercedes through the park after midnight
Hopin’ for a few cheap thrills
There’s always someone around to lift your spirits up

You thought you’d move to Jamaica
So you packed up your bags and headed south to get an even tan
But, you didn’t count on rain

You were «perfect» for the script
So you bought the best selling novel
Knowing that you couldn’t miss
But you never got the part

Isn’t it a tuff life?
You got a tuff life
If you can’t have it, then you don’t want it
You don’t need no steady job
Well, isn’t it a tuff life?

It don’t get any easier
And you know, sometimes it can get pretty ruff

Well, isn’t it a tuff life?
You got a tuff life

Isn’t it a tuff life?