Brushing shoulders
With greatness
Signed the dotted line
Golden glow when
You're the favorite
Wither on the vine
What a funny feeling
When you hit the ceiling
Wanted a seat at the table
Hungry to fit the fable
Thought it'd be a taste I'd savor
Till I took a bite
Now I got a room
And it's all mine
Always a chair
Always some wine
No one to please
And I can leave
Any time
Hung up the rest of me
On the coat rack
Told my gut to sit down
Laughed the loudest
At the party
Drove home broken down
One day I quit waiting
For the invitation
Wanted a seat at the table
Hungry to fit the fable
Thought it'd be a taste I'd savor
Till I took a bite
Now I got a room
And it's all mine
Always a chair
Always some wine
No one to please
And I can leave
Any time
I can leave
Any time
Wanted a seat at the table
Hungry to fit the fable
Thought it'd be a taste I'd savor
Till I took a bite
Now I got a room
And it's all mine
Always a chair
Always some wine
No one to please
And I can leave
Any time
No one to please
And I can leave
Any time