8-Ball Sam

Who's that I hear talking behind me
As I dream these days away
No-one remembers back when
I was the king of the town
When a man could throw his weight around

Here comes that weary traveler
Dragging in the dust off his feet
'Say my name say my name say my name
Say baby I love you'
But I still remember

Someday that day will come
When the song you're singing
Will be your swan song
And no-one else will sing along

Hot rods and señoritas in the shade
Where the supports of mini malls decay
My girl sang the words, never knowing
All Camaros ride a road to ruin

Here comes that noise again
Dragging in the dust off its feet
'Started from the bottom now we're here
From the bottom now my whole team fucking here'
But I still remember

Someday that day will come
When the song you're singing
Will be your swan song
And no-one else will sing along

8-Ball Sam, you ain't to blame
8-Ball Sam, plays a losers game
Extend your palm
You have come to your last refrain, my friend