by Todd Snider A little out of place, a little out of tune Sorta lost in space racin' that moon Climbin' the walls of this hurricane Still overall I can't complain / G - - - / - D - G / - C - G / - D - G / All I wanted was one chance to let freedom ring They said I had to get a permit, tags and everything I never made it through that red tape, I've got this paper hat I got a job workin' weekdays, you want fries with that? {refrain} I've got nothing to lose, nothing to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruisin' that passing lane I can't complain / G C - G / - CG - D / - G - - / I was talkin' with my girlfriend, I told her I was stressed I said I'm goin' off the deep end, she said give it a rest We're all waitin' in the dugout wishin' we could pitch How are you gonna throw a shutout if all you do is bitch? {refrain} So now I've got a brand new dance, I need one more shot Gonna take my last chance, you know I won't get caught Gonna make my last stand, this time I can't be bought Then again on the other hand, how much have you got? {refrain} A little out of place, a little out of tune Sorta lost in space chasin' that moon Climbin' the walls of this hurricane Still overall I can't complain |
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