High Class Problems

People used to tell me
“Boy, ain’t you got problems.”
and they were right!
But they could never say
even on a cloudy day
that I was ever too up-tight

My cadi just broke down
and my dog, he bit my leg
My girlfriend just left town
and she stole my diamond ring
My stocks are down
Now, I can’t afford a thing
Cause I got high-class problems
and they don’t even mean a thing

I got high-class problems
and that ain’t never bad
I got high-class problems
they don’t never make me sad
I got a roof and some spaghetti
even garlic bread
I got high-class problems
the best I ever had

My band broke-up
The cat’s been run-over.
Then, In the middle of the rain
I found a four-leaf clover
Threw my back all outta-whack
and boy, am I in pain
I got high-class problems
They don’t even mean a thing.

Well, the good lord‘s got my back
and I’ll never miss a meal
Got a hole in my roof
but good-god, that’s no big deal
Cause ’there’s no hole in my bucket
So, I empty it with zeal

I got high-class problems
and that ain’t never bad
I got high-class problems
they don’t never make me sad.
I got a roof and some spaghetti
even garlic bread
I got high-class problems
the best I ever had

When I have a little problem
I just remember this
It gets a whole lot better
if my head’s not in a twist
I thank my lucky stars
I do a dance and I sing
Cause I got high-class problems
and they don’t even mean a thing

I got high-class problems
the best I ever had.
I got high-class problems
and for that, I’m awful glad.

-J