Losers
I blew my wad playing seven card stud
I was playing for money, they was playing for blood
On the way back home the big winner got mugged
Now he's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
I got took formy Hoosers
That shan got crowned
His growin' been bound
He's just another loser like me
See that kid sitting back at the bar
He's picking up a storm on martin guitar
That poor fool thinks he's gonna be a star
He's just loser like me
Losers losers
Some are raggers some are bluesers
Makin disco sounds in Hojo lounge
With a bunch of other losers like me
Love has busted up this cat for sure
He's crying like a baby at his baby's door
That poor fool don't know what he's crying for
He's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
Can't say no to cruisers
When she says "When he'll be back again?"
He's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
Some are dopers, some are boozers
All the muscatel is down in hell
When God appeared to Saint John Wayne
He told him "Duke, I'm a coming again
Life is just a wagon train
I'm glad you're nor a loser like me
Losers, losers
Ten gallon bruisers
Fron Genghis Khan to the Fuller Brush Man
They're just a bunch of losers like me
I was playing for money, they was playing for blood
On the way back home the big winner got mugged
Now he's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
I got took formy Hoosers
That shan got crowned
His growin' been bound
He's just another loser like me
See that kid sitting back at the bar
He's picking up a storm on martin guitar
That poor fool thinks he's gonna be a star
He's just loser like me
Losers losers
Some are raggers some are bluesers
Makin disco sounds in Hojo lounge
With a bunch of other losers like me
Love has busted up this cat for sure
He's crying like a baby at his baby's door
That poor fool don't know what he's crying for
He's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
Can't say no to cruisers
When she says "When he'll be back again?"
He's just another loser like me
Losers, losers
Some are dopers, some are boozers
All the muscatel is down in hell
When God appeared to Saint John Wayne
He told him "Duke, I'm a coming again
Life is just a wagon train
I'm glad you're nor a loser like me
Losers, losers
Ten gallon bruisers
Fron Genghis Khan to the Fuller Brush Man
They're just a bunch of losers like me
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Writer(s): Bradley Kirk Arnold, Robert Todd Harrell, Matt Roberts
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