If I was a betting man
I’d put all my money on you
You’d be the favourite in my book
When providence wouldn’t give you a second look
I’m a lucky guy
My winning ways are up
So give me another try
You might have some luck
You were the quiet one by window
Never top of the class
No matter how hard you tried
You only just about got a pass
There’s beauty in being average
Your world view narrows down
You know the difference between love and hate
And the teardrops of a clown
At the bus stop you bought cigarettes
Smoked then you were cool
You looked you were in a rock n roll song
Ready to play no ones fool
So come home with me
We’ve got no goals
Just hang out together
Watch TV until we get old
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