"Bowling Alley" lyrics
So it went like this
I finished work and then I drove home pissed
Oh God, what's worse
Than when your shit's all twisted
Everything's off, uh
So I hit the joint
And now I'm feeling better
And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor
It's a choice, or am I cursed?
It's a toss-up
Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
Then through my nightgown, there's a breeze
And out the window, through the trees
I see it and it's striking
It's a bowling alley party I forgot about
But I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
But doesn't need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight
So I get up fast
I hate to keep 'em waiting
Party's not fun yet 'cause I'm too busy praying
God, I'm so happy to be rushing off, off, mm
So I walk in hot
Oh, great, nobody noticed
'Til I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me, uh-huh
(Everybody loves a winner)
Who's gonna tell 'em I'm a lucky beginner?
Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
Then from the front door comes a breeze
And out the window, through the trees
I see it and it's frightening
It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out
But I got my jeans on and my crown on
And the whole place totally cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
And they need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Say it ain't so, I love to go home
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Say it ain't so, I love to go
'Cause I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I'm home or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
It doesn't need to be about me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda felt nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I turn the light on and I stare at the prize
I finished work and then I drove home pissed
Oh God, what's worse
Than when your shit's all twisted
Everything's off, uh
So I hit the joint
And now I'm feeling better
And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor
It's a choice, or am I cursed?
It's a toss-up
Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
Then through my nightgown, there's a breeze
And out the window, through the trees
I see it and it's striking
It's a bowling alley party I forgot about
But I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
But doesn't need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight
So I get up fast
I hate to keep 'em waiting
Party's not fun yet 'cause I'm too busy praying
God, I'm so happy to be rushing off, off, mm
So I walk in hot
Oh, great, nobody noticed
'Til I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me, uh-huh
(Everybody loves a winner)
Who's gonna tell 'em I'm a lucky beginner?
Sometimes I get on my knees
Pray to God, the birds and the bees
I do it in a crisis, it's a crisis nightly now
Then from the front door comes a breeze
And out the window, through the trees
I see it and it's frightening
It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out
But I got my jeans on and my crown on
And the whole place totally cares if I go or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
And they need to be around me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Say it ain't so, I love to go home
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Say it ain't so, I love to go
'Cause I got my creams on and my gown on
And I don't think anyone cares if I'm home or not
So wrong to think everyone loves me
It doesn't need to be about me all the time
(Oh, oh, oh)
But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda felt nice
(Oh, oh, oh)
I turn the light on and I stare at the prize
