Mitch Ryder - Red Scar Eyes 1981
I'm sitting cross the table from the gambler with the red scar eyes
Not saying nothing just checking out each others site
He's not too bad 'cause the stink just fills his shoes
He's just across the table and I'm drinking up his bad man's noose
I'm sitting cross the table from the man that broke my wife
Get her high made her crazy cut her heart out with a knife
Love to rip his head off and keep it in a jar
He's just across the table an' I might not wait that far
I'm a star
I'm a star
(Instrumental)
I'm sitting in a bar crying into an empty glass
Gimme more make it pour burn my soul just don't let night pass
I wasn't born happy never could stand in the sun
Broke down my woman that's the worst thing I ever done
Sitting cross the table from the man that broke my wife
Get her high made her crazy cut her heart out with a knife
Love to rip his head off and keep it in a jar
He's just across the table an' I might not wait that far
I'm a star
11 years ago
11 years ago