Winners Losers Beggars Choosers

A A A A A He was reading Playboy, he was thinking that today, boy, he would try to change Bm D A his pattern; step up on the ladder of succes; maybe buy some new clothes A She was in a hotel lobby, making money was no hobby, wating for her Suggar Daddy Bm D A she would try to make him happy; heaven knows, she could use new clothes A Subways full of loners, with their guitars and their Hohners, singing songs of Bm D pacification 'til the police kick 'em out of the metro station; for disturbing A the peace. A I was sleeping in a hotel I was dreaming about a motel, I was somewhere in the Bm D A heartland; gonna make a brand new start man; all I need is Mustang Coupe. F#m E D A And there were Winners, Losers, Beggars dying to be Choosers F#m E D E A I can't stop it, give me strengh and I'll rock it, rock it A Looking in a mirror, everything was so much clearer, his hairline was receding Bm D A but tonight he would be eating fine food and drinking fine wine. A He had a slight hangover, when she arrived it was over; he opened the window a Bm D A crack, he told her of his father heart attack; still brought a tear of his eye A But as she talked, she said, “you lost me, could you order me some coffee? I'm Bm D confused about your marriage and your wife and the baby carriage”, he said, “it's A the way things go”, A And the taxis were lined up, the guest lists were signed up with the promise of Bm D A the evening, her perfume was teasing and strong and she feld nothing at all F#m E D A And there were Winners, Losers, Beggars dying to be Choosers F#m E D E A I can't stop it, give me strengh and I'll rock it, rock it A Later in the deli, she said “don't you dare sell me shorter than you, I'm only Bm D A making ends meet all the time”, he said “I know what you mean” A She said “why don't you play guitar”, he said “my place ain't far, we'll discuss Bm D politcs ...” but all they heard was the way the clock would tick, the way time A stood still A “Have you ever been to Venice? You know I could take us, I need to get away, Bm D A I need” and she started to cry, he said “you don't need to say nothing” A And the gondolas, they were lined up, the Grand Canal was shined up, they were Bm D sipping cappucino and pigeons flew in harmony and he smiled and he said, A “This is really something” F#m E D A And there were Winners, Losers, Beggars dying to be Choosers F#m E D E A I can't stop it, give me strengh and I'll rock it, rock it Outro fade and end A A A A A A A A A A A A