Emin

Two Shots Of Happy

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
You think I'm no good
I know I've been bad
Took you to a place
You, can't get back
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

Walk together
Down a dead end street
We were mixing the bitter
With the sweet
I Don't try to figure out
What we might have had
Just two shots of happy, one shot of sad

I'm just a singer
Some say a sinner
Rollin' the dice
Not always a winner
You say I've been lucky
I made my own
Not part of the crowd
But not feeling alone

Under pressure
But not bent out of shape
Surrounded
Always found an escape
Drove me to drink
But not all bad
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

Guess I've been greedy
All of my life
Greedy with my children
My lovers, my wife
Greedy for the good things
As well as the bad
Two shots of happy,
One shot
One shot of sad

Maybe it's just talk
Saloon singing
The chairs are all stacked
The swinging stopped swinging
You say I hurt you
You put the finger on yourself
Then after you did it
You came crying for my help

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
I'm not complaining
Baby, I'm glad
You call it compromise
Well whats that?
Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

Two shots of happy
One shot
Of sad