Small Stakes

Small stakes Give you the blues But you don't feel taken Don't think you've been used 'Cause it's alright Friday night to Sunday It feels alright keeps your mind on the page Oh yeah small stakes ensure you the minimum blues But you don't feel taken and you don't feel abused Small stakes tell you that there's nothing can do Can't think big, can't think past one or two and alright! Yeah alright! Me and my friends Sell ourselves Short but feel Very well We feel fine Aw we feel fine And small time danger in your midsize car I don't dig the stripes but I'll go for har mar The big innovation on the minimum wage Is lines up your nose but your life on the page so c'mon Tell me I'm wrong Small stakes Will kill time When you're stuck In back of the line It feels alright Friday night to Sunday Aw it feels alright keeps your mind on the page And small stakes bring you where you're caught in a rut You feel so uptight you just want to throw it all up And small stakes leave you with the minimum blues Can't think big, can't think past one or two so c'mon Aw c'mon C'mon, c'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon Aw, c'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon 'Mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon-'mon