Pretenders, The - Chord Lord Lyrics

He likes her better than me
Everybody here tonight could see
He liked her
Better than me
Couldn't even get in the dance
In fact I didn't stand a chance
Clearly
It was her not me

Ooh, that's the way I'm going down
Growing a towel
That was my worst round
Ooh, outclassed, pound for pound

I can't compete on the streets
I haven't got the heat
Can't keep up with the beat
Like I should
In this neighborhood
I thought I had nothing to prove
Than the bouncer made me move
And that little piece of fluff
Moved in on and ran with the groove

Ooh, that's the way I'm going down
Watch me now as I hit the ground
Ooh, take a look around
You see me?

Ooh, that's the way I'm going down
Put a padlock on my door
They're closing me down
Ooh, hide in the best hotel in town

Sometimes do you ever get the feeling
It's all over
Sometimes do you ever get the feeling