Patty Larkin - Dear Diary lyrics

Dear Diary by Patty Larkin Dear Diary of a Great Unknown Well I'm spending the night in the Twilight Zone With the boys walking by with the backward baseball hats on Past the billboard sign for the Wonder Bra And it's all lit up like it was MTV And I freeze my face so nobody notices me And I feel like a stranger with strange looking hands Wearing a pair of rubber gloves in a complicated land Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good Good good good good There's a guy at the bar of the triangle Well he's standing guard waiting for some kind of signal And I remember Magritte in the cold hard rain As I walk underneath the metal of the elevated train Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good Good good good good Dear Diary of the Great unknown Well I'm spending the night in the Twlight Zone With the keys to the highway tucked in the pocket of my jeans Driving a brand new rented Cadillac through Kerouac's dreams Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good Good good good good Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good Good good good good