Too Early
Is it too early to start drinking yet
I mean why even is this bar open
Surely they don't want my money
They just enjoy my good company
Is it too early to start feeling good
See the old regulars from the neighborhood
The people who seemed to understood
What it's like to be lonely
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
Are you feeling bored
Is it something wrong
Is it something that you're running away from
That brought you to this bar
On such a beautiful morning
With the weight of the world sitting on your stool
Listening to life's greatest fool
Wondering what's to become
In the next couple hours
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
Is it too late to get it right
To start to fight the good fight
Cause what I want to do with my life is none of your concern
So let them look down their noses
At the days of wine and roses
Cause the only thing that I know is
How to have a good time
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
I mean why even is this bar open
Surely they don't want my money
They just enjoy my good company
Is it too early to start feeling good
See the old regulars from the neighborhood
The people who seemed to understood
What it's like to be lonely
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
Are you feeling bored
Is it something wrong
Is it something that you're running away from
That brought you to this bar
On such a beautiful morning
With the weight of the world sitting on your stool
Listening to life's greatest fool
Wondering what's to become
In the next couple hours
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
Is it too late to get it right
To start to fight the good fight
Cause what I want to do with my life is none of your concern
So let them look down their noses
At the days of wine and roses
Cause the only thing that I know is
How to have a good time
And tell me that story
About old Elliott's glory
It never gets boring to me
I know your sick of telling it but
He really had some talent
That man could surely sing
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Writer(s): Freddie Nunez
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