Every Bar Has A Loser
(McLeod - Waite)


It’s Friday night here you are
The same old stool the same old bar
Holding court with all your friends
Making plans that never end
Nowhere to go so you’re still here
Swimming through the pitchers of beer
This is your life I know it’s true
So I wrote this song and its all about you

Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar
Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar


It’s half past two your bar is closed
Out in the snow the cold wind blows
All those people who were your friends
Left you to go home drunk again

Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar
Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar

Loser, Loser, Loser, Loser, Loser, Loser, Loser, Loser

Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar
Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar
Every bar has a loser. Every loser has a bar
And in a bar full of losers, You are the superstar