(Pitbull) Ape Drums, Steven Clark and yours truly, Mr. WW Hahaha I told you once, I'll tell you twice The grass looks greener on the other side 'Till you get to the other side Chorus (Steven A. Clark) Well, you're happy now and I'm so glad Cause you're so rad But I guess we always want what we can't have You know the loneliness hurts so bad But I want you back But I guess we always want what we can't have Can't have Can't have Won't have Can't have Can't have Won't have Oohh Verse 1 (Pitbull) I see Central Park from my hotel room And it's got me thinking about the crazy things we used to do For the fame, for the power, for the fortune Ducked prison, ducked death I'm fortunate It was all a dream Now I wake up and live it Thinking that the sky was the limit Till I figured out there were footprints on the moon Now I'm like Get out the way, bitch move Pre-Chorus Papo I'm alive Fuck the other side I'm always gonna rep the 305 till I die Everybody know that the chico gon ride Now I won't kill you But I'll watch you die I'm always gonna rep the 305 till I die Everybody know that the chico gon ride Now I won't kill you But I'll watch you die Everybody wants what they can't have, right? Chorus Verse 2 (Pitbull) Looking at my backyard And all I see is the ocean Not bad for a kid that grew up with roaches Drama, chaos and different cultures That's what allows me to see through these vultures First we shined the shoes Then we own the shoe shop First we made the sandwich Then we own the restaurant First we cleaned the house Then we own every house on the block Not bad for some Immigrants Pre-Chorus Chorus But I guess we always want what we can't have