Текст песни Wall Street - Невдаха

Morning woke up, not with the wrong foot rose,
On the way to the bathroom stumbled and fell,
Soap and brushed his teeth, lost sock,
With the kettle boiling water on his feet, I spill.

Rozchisuvav hair - all scratched face,
Opened packages scattered all
And the girls have no idea if I was religious
best jeans torn at the knees
Chorus:

Loser
Because I'm a loser
I hit the little finger against the bed of scale.
Loser
Because I'm a loser
On the first date did not come from fear.

Went to college, suddenly fell into a puddle,
ATM and credit card gobbled not given,
I came for a couple, there is no one, (pauses here ...)
Well, of course, what they do on Sunday at the institute, GA? !!

Loser
Because I'm a loser
I hit the little finger against the bed of scale.
Loser
Because I'm a loser
On the first date did not come from fear.