You and me we're not the same
I am a sinner, you are a saint
When we get to the pearly gates
You'll get the green light,
I'll get the old door in the face
I'm a loser, a disgrace (Yeah!)
I found love in the strangest place,
Tied up and branded, locked in a cage
I say,
"I'm gonna stage a great escape"
Let loose a love
All pent up and painfully out of place
I'm a loser, a disgrace
You're a beauty – a luminary in my face
I got a lot of not a lot
I got a lot less than a lot
I've got problems
Not just the ones that are little
Big old people problems
It's something to consider
When you come for dinner at my place
I seem to find myself with the craziest of dames
They get the ball on me (not to forget the chains)
Some say strange be a stranger's game
Some go to baseball,
Some go debase a face they can't seem to save
I'm a loser, a disgrace
You're a beauty – a luminary in my face
I got a lot of not a lot
I got a lot less than a lot
I've got problems
Not just the ones that are little
Big old people problems
It's something to consider
When you come for dinner at my place (Oh, Yeah!)
I've got problems
Not just the ones that are little
Big old people problems
It's something to consider
When you come for dinner at my -
Something to consider
When you come for dinner at my place
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