Karaoke King

Back in his hay day Jimmy used to play
In a Rock N Roll band on the county fair stage
They opened for some pretty big names
But their big break never came

These days Jimmy don't go too far
He's worn a path in the floor between the jukebox and the bar
Smokin' and drinkin' and cursin' about his union dues
But every Thursday night he's in the limelight
Singin' his heart out for the bar flies
The Karaoke King reliving his glory days
He'd Sing

If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me
Baby be a simple kind of man
Bill I believe this is killing me as the smile ran away from his face
But I swear that I could be a movie star if I could get out of this place

Now Jimmy's got his buzz on he's feelin' pretty good
Knockin' back the bottom shelf like we knew he would
Slurrin' his words and swayin' in his seat
Telling big fish stories nobody believes
Brenda at the bar has got a pretty heavy pour
He spends half his pay here the rest on child support
He flirts with the young girls but they just walk away
He'll show 'em what he's got when he's up on the stage

So don't stop believing, hold on to that feeling
Take it to the limit
Everything dies baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your make up on, put your hair up pretty
Cuz tramps like us, baby we were born to run

It's last call and Jimmy orders one more
But he can never drink enough to find what he's lookin' for
Fires up the Ford and turns on the radio
It says
Now that it's raining more than ever, know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella

Turns it off and drives the rest of the way
Swervin' and cursin' about the kids these days
Walks in the door to greet his sadness
Reaches for a magazine under the mattress
Gets what he needs and falls off to sleep
Dreamin' about his broken dreams

Bye bye Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die
I'm so lonesome I could cry
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters to me