We Can’t All Be Angels

Late nights in smokey ol' pool rooms, bars closin' down at three
And I'm right here in the middle of it all with the bad company
Well, maybe you don't understand it, oh and we might never agree
But I'm past the point of making excuses
That's what I am, I guess the truth is

We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
I can't say that I claim to be much of a saint after all
We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
But I can tell you it ain't so bad once you've learned how to fall

Flyin' down these ol' backroads is when I feel at my best
I've twisted all of the rules that'll bend and broken all the rest
Now, I'd never try to change you, oh and I'd never do you no wrong
There's a lot to be said for good clean livin'
But I have to sneak through the back door to heaven

We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
I can't say that I claim to be much of a saint after all
We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
But I can tell you it ain't so bad once you've learned how to fall

There's a lot to be said for good clean livin'
But I have to sneak through the back door to heaven

We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
I can't say that I claim to be much of a saint after all
We can't all be angels, naw naw naw
But I can tell you it ain't so bad once you've learned how to fall
We can't all be angels
We can't all be angels
We can't all be angels
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