Robert John "Mutt" Lange - That's What They All Say lyrics

You think you've got a head for heights Be careful, babe, you might fall You think you know all your rights But you're at someone's beck and call You think you've got life on a plate But it's harder to eat than to play You're in the race You've got a place But that's what they all say You wanna stand in the working man's shoes And have someone step on your head You wanna bruise your skin on my teeth But you just bite me instead You wanna come down and check out my level But something stands in your way You're in the race You've got a place But that's what they all say Standing in the rain You pa** by, don't even remember my name But baby, baby, this ain't no place for fame And it ain't the street, it's the gutter you've got to blame Well, you think you are a real rough diamond 'Cause you can stand to the test You think if you got a car to climb in You will shine out the best You think your j**els aren't made out of paste Believe me they're looking that way You're in the race You've got a place But that's what they all say You think if you got a hall of mirrors You will see every way You think if you buy a piece of tomorrow Someone else has to pay You think if you can pin someone down They won't get in your way You're in the race You've got a place But that's what they all say You're in the race You've got a place But that's what they all say That's what they all say, baby That's what they all say