I was brought in this world 1962,
I didn't have much choice you see.But by the time I was eight,
I could tell it was too late,
I was already barking up the wrong tree.
In trouble,
Breaking all the rules.
I was absent from class,
My daddy spanked my bare ass,
But I sure tried hard to be cool.
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.
A hangover and a black eye.
Your momma said I was a loser,
A dead end cruiser,
And deep inside I know that she was right.
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.
Because that's the way that
Things are, wanna have nice
Things and go far.
Well I'm sorry honey,
I ain't got much money
But I can sure play this here old guitar.As the years went on,
I made a few mistakes
It was a troublebound
For this young man.
The police knockin' at my door,
"Well he don't live here no more
And he's playin' in a rock'n'roll band."
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.
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