Winner

I could do you
Better than you could do you.
I've got your glasses
And I've got your jeans.
And I get my drinks cheap,
But you get them free.

And if you don't want your bag,
You can return it.
And if you don't want a book,
Then you can burn it.
You couldn't lose if you tried,
You're so pathetic.

You could do me,
But no one knows you're doing me.
You haven't got my awkward silence and my
Three ways of acting:
Loud on entry and quiet upon receipt,
And my lack of mind to know when I am beat.

And if you don't want your bag,
You can return it.
And if you don't want a book,
Then you can burn it.
You couldn't lose if you tried,
You're so pathetic.
I'll try to follow it up,
I'll never make it.

You are the one
And I am the other,
I said, "What a shame we didn't fight it."
You are the one
and I am the other,
I said, "What a shame we didn't fight it."

I said: "What a shame we didn't fight it!"

I won't be a winner,
And you won't be a winner.
And you can just tell,
You can just tell,
You can just tell that,
I'll never make it.
You can just tell,
You can just tell that,
We'll never make it!