Twistin` Tops — текст песни (Doug Supernaw)

Writers: Doug Supernaw/Rick Robertson

Here`s to you with your champagne in hand
Although the arms around you are another man`s
His million dollar house and his fine foreign car
Have left me in this dingy little bar

But the dollars in your eyes
Can`t hold back the tears you`ll cry
When the glamour fades into a lonely night
Drink your bubbly, give me barley and hops
And on this stool I`ll be standin` by
Twistin` tops `til his champagne runs dry
Here`s to me and the slow movin` hands
For you the time is flyin`, but for me so still it stands
Am I right for hangin` on, just a wishful thinkin` fool
Convinced that it`s a stage that you`re going through

But the dollars in your eyes
Can`t hold back the tears you`ll cry
When the glamour fades into a lonely night
Drink your bubbly, give me barley and hopes
And on this stool I`ll be standin` by
Twistin` tops `til his champagne runs dry

Twistin` tops `til his champagne runs dry