Blue Eddie and his better half Delores used to be mantel pieces down at the Black Forest. And I know if that bar still exists, but when it did, so did they, a couple bleeding heart kids. Everything volatile, every night rocker style. Hop a stool, be and just watch a while. But do best to keep the level observational, drama is attractive so push it when it takes a pull. And each a random when you pay a ransom for the right to sing along with them drinking anthems. And these fools paid so many that everybody stops to salute.
But one night after fight a couple from an opposite table offered an invite. Dolores didn't to join '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 Dolores like some kind of dog (hey girl here) She can't believe it, she's done, had it, but she doesn't want to make another scene in this establishment. She got up and over, and put her arm up around Eddie's shoulder. Nobody's sober the is the same; sometimes 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 wrong, gotta do what 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 roommates; out too many shots on a Tuesday. Who knew be tools for the duo, put a little bit of fire on the fuel. It's a kinda blue, 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. More whiskey, a of Premium, Eddie's getting tipsy, he didn't see it comin. On his way back from a with that urinal, tryna straighten out his thoughts and the vertigo. through, stops when he's seen em. Picture perfect, it looked like freedom. Dolores on Chuck's lap kissing him hard. Eddie into the winter left them all at the bar. Sometimes ya gotta follow what's inside; between the power struggle and the selfish pride. No one's to cry unfair because now they both get to drink alone somewhere.
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 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 your wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you the rooster Sometimes it's just too simple to live life wrong, gotta do what right for you when the time comes