Lyrics Life's A Trippy Thing - Frank Sinatra, Nancy Sinatra

Life's A Trippy Thing

Getting to it naturally, really getting there,
I’m so full of happiness, my hope’s on something new,
(remembering, remembering).
(ding-a-ling)
My tears brewing in my cup, and still I make the scene.
I’ve got to fly my own sweet way, and don’t you shoot me down.
(remembering, remembering).
(a ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Don’t pity me, I’m glad to be a ding-a-ling,, (ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, (ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).
Ha ha ha, that’s silly.(ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling).