Everybody wants to make it up to Heaven
But they don't want to die
Everybody wants seven or eleven
Without rollin' the dice
Just want somethin' for nothin'
Buy one, just to get one free
Or be the first to take someone's lovin'
And not back anything
It don't work that way
There's a price you have to pay
It don't work that way
You gotta step up to the plate
Can't hit a home run
Without being the batter
You won't find your gold
On a silver platter
Everybody wants to win the blue ribbon
Without running the race
Everybody wants to have a perfect body
Without lifting a weight
Rather make a million dollars
Not the old fashioned way
Spend a buck the pick six numbers
Now, all I have to say
It don't work that way
There's a price you have to pay
It don't work that way
You gotta step up to the plate
Can't hit a home run
Without being the batter
You won't find your gold
On a silver platter
Writer(s): Mark A. Mcguinn, Trey Matthews
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