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 exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids. Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be discrete and just a while. But do your best to keep the level observational, is attractive so push it when it takes a pull. And each night's a random you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems. And these fools paid so many dues that stops to salute.
But one after another fight a couple from an opposite table offered an invite. Dolores didn't want to 'em, wasn't feeling social. But Eddie was so aggravated he had to poke holes. He walked over, sat in the dialogue and called at 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 to make 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 your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes. You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta up when you hear the rooster. Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do right for you when the time comes.
The clock keeps drinking, they keep ticking. two more people who get to play positions. Samantha and Chuck; not a couple, just out having too many shots on a Tuesday. Who knew they'd be tools for the duo, put a little bit of on the fuel. a kinda blue, intentions ain't cruel, but everybody's so ready to bend up the rules. Now there's Chuck, at Delores. Eddie is distracted by so he doesn't notice. And everybody's too fucked up to even asses the mess, much 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, tryna out his thoughts and the vertigo. through, stops when he's seen em. Picture perfect, it looked just freedom. Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie dipped into the left them all at the bar. Sometimes ya gotta follow felt inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride. No one's allowed to cry unfair now they both get to drink alone somewhere.
You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you the rooster Sometimes it's just too simple to your life wrong, gotta do what right 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 life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta up when you hear the rooster Sometimes it's just too simple to live your life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the comes