Twistin' Tops lyrics
Writers: Doug Supernaw/Rick Robertson
Here's to you with your champagne in hand Although the arms around you are another man's His million dollar house and his fine foreign car Have left me in this dingy little bar But the dollars in your eyes Can't hold back the tears you'll cry When the glamour fades into a lonely night Drink your bubbly, give me barley and hops And on this stool I'll be standin' by Twistin' tops 'til his champagne runs dry Here's to me and the slow movin' hands For you the time is flyin', but for me so still it stands Am I right for hangin' on, just a wishful thinkin' fool Convinced that it's a stage that you're going through But the dollars in your eyes Can't hold back the tears you'll cry When the glamour fades into a lonely night Drink your bubbly, give me barley and hopes And on this stool I'll be standin' by Twistin' tops 'til his champagne runs dry Twistin' tops 'til his champagne runs dry
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