D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,D,A
Well it's Ea strange old game - you learn it slowD/E,E
One step forward and it's back to goD/E,E
You're standing on the throttle
You're standing on the breaksD/E,E
In the groove 'til you make a mistake
ESometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the AbugGaddA
ESometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're a Dfool in Alove
ESometimes you're the louisville slugger
Sometimes you're the AballGaddA
ESometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're going to Dlose it Aall
D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,D,A
You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad
Because you're gonna know lonely
And you're gonna know bad
When you're rippin' and a ridin'
And you're coming on strong
You start slippin' and slidin'
And it all goes wrong because
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love
Sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're going to lose it all
D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,
D/E,E,D,A
One day you got the glory
One day you got none
One day you're a diamond
And then you're a stone
Everything can change
In the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll
Before we say goodbye, because
Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love
Sometimes you're the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes you're going to lose it all
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