Letra de Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad / All Revved Up Reprise (Live)
I'm gonna tell the people, 'cause the people like are listening on the radio You know what I mean? I tell you what Ah, when I'm on stage, you know, it's like ah, you know I like to tell ya how I feel And I'm gonna tell you how I feel I'm gonna tell whoever's listening how I feelIt's like, ah, this is me and my bands I think around the 11th time we've performed, you know And it's like, I've got a hell of a band, y'all And I love every one of them And me and my friend, Jimmy, who jokingly I call my wife Hey Jimmy, turn around, look at the people will you, for me? Jimmy won't look Let me tell you, I love ya, I love ya 'cause you're great You're all great, ya know It comes from my heartWe're gonna do a song for ya, which is, ah First side of ah, first song of side two It's called "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad" And ah (play all night) play all night, you come up and play all night for me OK It's like I said last night, I'm gonna tell the man here If you never witnessed death Come to the next show man, 'cause I promise I'm dead, y'all You know, it's like, it's a bitch man, doin' a you know, like, a lot of these Man, I'm telling you, Mr Steinman, he don't write easy stuff, if you know what I mean I'm just now, I, I'll be honest, I'm just now getting warmed up, manYou know, it's like, it's a bitch man I'm tryna get home at five o'clock in the morning And then coming in here and performing for you people But you people are great, and I'm sorry about the radio or whatever it is man You people are great, and I love you and I love you out there wherever you are It's a bitch, but this song is going out to everyone in the whole world And especially Laura, Laurie, whatever man, I can't think Here we go "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad" Jimmy, give it to me, let's go guysBaby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of hereAnd maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way that I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave herePoured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But you've been cold to me so long I'm crying icicles instead of tears And all I can do, is keep on tellin' youI want you (I want you) I need you (I need you) But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad (don't be sad 'cause) 'Cause two out of three ain't bad Now don't be sad ('cause) 'Cause two out of three ain't badYou'll never find your gold on a sandy beach You'll never drill for oil on a city street I know you're lookin' for a ruby in a mountain of rocks But there ain't no Coupe de Ville Hidin' at the bottom of a Cracker Jack boxI can't lie (I can't lie) I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not No matter how I try I'll never be able To give you something, something that I just haven't gotWell, there's only one girl that I will ever love And that was so many years ago And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart She never loved me back, ooh, I knowWell, I remember how she left me on a stormy night Oh, she kissed me and got out of our bed And though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door She packed her bags and turned right away And she kept on tellin' me, she kept on tellin' me, she kept on tellin' meI want you (I want you) I need you (I need you) But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad (don't be sad, 'cause) 'Cause two out of three ain't badI want you (I want you) I need you (I need you) But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad (don't be sad, 'cause) 'Cause two out of three ain't badNow don't be sad 'Cause two out of three ain't bad Baby, we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere (alright baby)Well, I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy Looking out for something to do You were nothing but a lonely all-American girl But you were something like a dream come true I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block And when I played my guitar I made the canyons rock But every Saturday night I felt the fever growAll revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go All revved up with no place to go