well it's a strange old game, you learn it slow one step forward and it's back to go you're standin' on the throttle, you're standin' on the brakes in the groove 'til you make a mistake 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 gonna lose it all you gotta know happy, you gotta know glad 'cause you're gonna know lonely and you're gonna know bad when you're rippin' and a ridin' and you're comin' on strong you start slippin' and a 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 gonna lose it all one day you got the glory, then 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 gonna lose it all
These tables are haunted By the ghosts of Las Vegas Their chips were once mountains But they came here to play They could take me if they wanted But I have nothing worth counting And like the sands of Nevada They go drifting away Lady Luck's still a mystery With her head on my shoulder And I don't know why I still want her to dance I guess that's all history What it is, is I'm older And I'm still a fool For a one-way romance Her dice were red rubies They rolled and they tumbled And I never saw time Running out with my roll And in a wasteland of cut glass My dreams have all crumbled And I've paid with whatever I had left for a soul Now the dawn's broken even On an empty horizon No reason for folding No reason to stay It's too soon to be leaving Too late for criticizing And the sands of Nevada They go drifting away