I was born a loser, and as far as I can tell
I was born to lose you, I'll admit that pretty well
But I'm at least obstruction as I'm ringin' on your bell
There in the lights on Saturday night, well
Be good to me, 'cause far as I can see, you can
Never know, Where we might be down the road
And I'll remember, I'll remember
Yes I will remember
Oh how mean and nasty you were
I may not ammount to nothing you would like to know
And I may like to count the fingers wrapped around my throat
But I may have and ace that you wold really like to see
There in the lights on Saturday night, well
You picked me up, just so you could walk me on down
The crooked stares, I recieved from you and your friends
There at the house, starin' like some elephant who
Sees a mouse, pullin' on that guillotine string
You and I went places I did not expect to go
You had showed me faces I did not expect I'd know
But you threw me in traffic that was anything but slow
Out at the light on Saturday night, well
You picked me up, just so you could walk me on down
The crooked stares, I recieved from you and your friends
There at the house, starin' like some elephant who
Sees a mouse, pullin' on that guillotine string
Oh, how mean and nasty you were
Oh, how mean and nasty you were
Oh, how mean and nasty you were