Blue collar Eddie and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces at the Black Forest. And I don't know if that bar still exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple heart kids. Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just a while. But do your best to the level observational, drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull. And each night's a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with them anthems. And these fools paid so many dues that everybody to salute.
But one night after another fight a couple an opposite table offered an invite. Dolores want to join 'em, wasn't feeling social. But Eddie was so that he had to poke holes. He walked over, sat in the dialogue and at Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl come here) She can't believe it, she's done, she's had it, but she doesn't want to another scene in this establishment. She got up and mosied over, and put her arm up around shoulder. Nobody's sober the song is the same; you stick out your chin to catch the rain.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, wake up when you hear the rooster. Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what for you when the time comes. You can be a winner, you can be a loser, wake up when you hear the rooster. Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what for you when the time comes.
The clock keeps drinking, they ticking. There's two more people who get to play positions. Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just roommates; out having too many on a Tuesday. Who knew they'd be for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel. It's a kinda blue, intentions ain't cruel, but so ready to bend up the rules. Now Chuck, staring at Delores. Eddie is distracted by Samantha so he notice. And too fucked up to even asses the mess, much less care enough. whiskey, a pitcher of Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he didn't see it comin. On his way back from a visit with that urinal, straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo. Weaves through, stops when he's em. Picture perfect, it just like freedom. Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie into the winter left them all at the bar. Sometimes ya gotta follow felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride. No allowed to cry unfair because now they both get to drink alone somewhere.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you hear the Sometimes just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster Sometimes it's just too to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up you hear the rooster Sometimes it's just too simple to live your wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes