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C'est la vie!!



Woke up feeling "frenchy" so that should at least explain my post's title "c'est la vie" =" that's life " in French,but then again it's a Monday !!!( i know i should really stop hating on Mondays,but we got a love-hate relationship that i can't get away from).
It took a while to sit down and write this, because i really wanted  to at least get some way of extracting a life lesson from Shania Twains "c'est la vie" lyrics.But it all came down to one thing,very brief and short to the point: that's life, sometimes we just have to go with the flow. I really thought hard about this song,trying to  get a  paragraph worth of  life's unending lessons,but my mind couldn't hack it! And it  wasn't worth me pulling my hair out in frustration. 


So i had to admit that simplicity is one of the best lessons to learn. This will sound crazy,but i at times think that life tries to talk to us.We try hard to understand things that come our way but only end up complicating things,when all the while life's  just trying to  tell us this, " go with the flow,that's life,that's me!" somehow things become simpler and clearer .

"C'est La Vie"

It must be Monday! What a dumb day!
Can't drag my butt outta bed
Somebody stop me--I need another coffee
Like a hole in my head

When everyday begins this way
Gets you down and can drive you mad
The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isn't all that bad

[Chorus:]
Don't let it get to you
C'est la vie! That's life,
and that's how it's gonna be
C'est la vie! Hold tight,
it comes right eventually. Oh--ho--

If only I could sleep in--
and wake up on the weekend
Oh, what a dream that would be, yeah
But fat chance for that one--
it ain't gonna happen
Better get back to reality

I could be a slob or keep my job
That is the choice we have
The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isn't all that bad

[Repeat Chorus]

Everybody's got to do it!
Everybody's got to earn their way
Uh, come on now
You gotta work your own way through it
Everybody's got their dues to pay
Yeah

The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isn't all that bad

[Repeat Chorus]

Yeah, yeah
C'est la vie! That's life, and that's
how it's gonna be
Uh, come on now
C'est la vie! Hold tight,
it comes right eventually. Oh--ho--

C'est la vie

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