Field Medic
All Star Breakfast
[Verse 1]
I’m a dirty belt buckle on the waistline of a man
Leaning over an all-star breakfast
Cup of coffee in his hand
Like a matching suit and tie in the clearance of a store
I’m getting awful tired of never being worn
[Chorus 1]
It’s funny the way things oughta be
The way I eat much candy but never have had cavities
So when I get to thinkin'
And my thinking’s quite the mess
I think us lonely people could make something out of this
[Verse 2]
I’m that old t-shirt with the scoop neck stretched and the cutoff sleeves
Thе one that you’ve been missing but nevеr thought you’d see
Like a second helping of grandma's famous dish
I’m not fond of liver but I can’t say no to this
[Chorus 2]
It’s funny the way things seem to go
You spend all your wishing but on Christmas, it don’t snow
So when I get to thinkin'
And my thinkin'’s quite a mess
I think us lonely people could make something out of this
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus 3]
It’s funny the way it never goes as planned
When Cupid shoots his arrow
You never know where it’ll land
So when I get to thinkin'
And my thinkin'’s quite the mess
I think us lonely people could make something out of this