Eleni Mandell - The Man Who's Always Lost Lyrics
The man who's always lostKeeps his fingers crossedHe might get wise or sick and tiredAnd take offThe man who's always homeFeeling so aloneDriving back and forth, he's a slave to the workBut he's the bossRound and round, was it east or west?He took a wrong turn, was it right or was it left?Dreams about the days beforeWhen he was poor and happierThe man who stays out lateEvery waitress knows his nameIt's no surprise, they like the tips and so they smileBut that's the gameWhy it's hard to sayHe just can't walk awayThe man accepts the costHe's cold enough to frostWhile he waits to feel his sunWonders aimlessly for funHe's the man who's always lost