When I finally write that masterpiece And the masses know my name Gonna get a little place on a pretty little lake Have my friends up every summer For however long they want And eat at all the fancy restaurants When I finally write that masterpiece Ten weeks at number one Gonna buy a private plane, gonna fly into the sun With my folks that both retired Seven years before they planned It wouldn't even matter where we land ♪ Well, I finally wrote that masterpiece But no one even knows I don't have the connections to get on the radio So I play out every weekend On this busted up guitar At least I get a free drink at the bar