Story Behind The Song

It's an unfortunate fact of the times we live in that many people think their best chance for security in the future is powerball or other state lotteries. Of course, the reality is something totally different, but we can all understand and share the desi

Song Description

It's about a guy who buys lottery tickets every saturday, fantasizes about what he'll do with the winnings, and then gets mad at himself when he always loses.

Lyrics

Tearin' It Up

Here I go again
Tearing up another ticket
I'm so mad at myself
If I could reach my butt I'd kick it
I knew I had the magic number
How come they didn't pick it
Now it's Saturday night
And I'm tearing it up

Every time I drive to the Seven-Eleven
I feel like I'm six digits closer to heaven
No quick picks for me, I'm gonna choose my destiny
And the folks in this line are just wasting their time

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I use the date of my first wedding, a day I'm still regretting
And the social security I prob'ly won't be getting
I put down some green on the price of gasoline
My birthday, of course and the date of my third divorce

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Yes I've got it all spent, every last cent
A new truck and a candy-apple red corvette
A swimming pool, like every prize-winning fool
And I'd get those queer-eye guys to help me dress cool

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Bridge:
You can call me a loser
When I'm not around
You're gonna wish you treated me better when I'm
the toast of the town

Chorus