Sometimes the road is short and full of wrong and right I'll tell you about it later, but I know I've disappointed you I'll tell you about it later Oh, what they can move, force and fear can't wiggle me Ain't nothing I can do to stop them A guy's gotta love a little, it don't need to feel so bitter Just me and my boys back at the shack, beat up in trouble through the door Too many beers, not a whole lot of skill, just in and before Would anyone stop chopping on the roof that day? Now tell me, sugar beans, should the bontemps roll in? Fools like us, we never learn Could be making love for a living with the talent I've been given So now I'm begging you Please don't kill my buzz More money cut, less support, more lose Keep it tight No more goody-two-shoes blues Keep it tight Comes a time when tables turn Keep it tight Gotta live and bridges burn Gotta live and bridges burn Could be making love for a living with the talent I've been given Please don't kill my buzz More money cut, less support, more lose Keep it tight No more goody-two-shoes blues Keep it tight Comes a time when tables turn Keep it tight Gotta live and bridges burn Keep it tight
