Rockets

What's happening?
I haven't seen you all week
I was at work the other day and
I couldn't really speak
But it's nice to see you
Although you're lookin' tired
A little less bottle wouldn't hurt, no
A little less wouldn't hurt

Another weeknight we're propping the bar up
Another insight that won't count for too much
Whether or not did happen
I won't be around to see
He tells me again that famous old story
The one that ends up in women of glory
Always knowing those things never happen to him
They happen to me

These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things happen to me
They happen to me

I've got to go
I think I've seen enough
It bothers me, to see you govern by that stuff
It was nice to see you man
But there's nothing behind the smile
I'm going back where we began
I think I'll be away a while

Another weeknight we're propping the bar up
Another insight that won't count for too much
Whether or not did happen
I won't be around to see
He tells me again that famous old story
The one that ends up in women of glory
Always knowing those things never happen to him
They happen to me

These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things happen to me
They happen to me

They happen to me
They happen to me
They happen to me

Another weeknight we're propping the bar up
Another insight that won't count for too much
Whether or not it happens
I won't be around to see
He tells me again that famous old story
The one that ends up in women of glory
Always knowing those things never happen to him
They happen to me

These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things, these things happen
These things happen to me
They happen to me



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Ellis, Dominic Betmead, Jonny Tarr, P Hatchett
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