Go With What You Got

[couchgrouch]

Go With What You GotIt was the final inningand my high school wanted stateI was shakin' on that moundwhen Big Tom stepped up to the platethe only way to beat himwas to psyche him outso I blew a kiss to his mamaand managed to strike him outyou gotta go with you goteven when it ain't alotcos you'll always shoot the moonif you give it your best shotyour mouth is dry, your palms are wetbut don't let 'em see you sweatplay it cool and you'll be hotdon't you knowjust go with what you gotwe were playin' strip pokera slight smile came upon my facethe others folded cos they figgeredI'd drawn that diamond acepoor Jenny lost her t-shirtthough she had a pair of eightsI bluffed her with two sevensa tre, a bitch and a Jakeyou gotta go with you goteven when it ain't alotcos you'll always shoot the moonif you give it your best shotyour mouth is dry, your dreams are wetbut don't let 'em see you sweatplay it cool and you'll be hotdon't you knowjust go with what you gotI was talkin' to a barmaidin some tavern in San Antonewhen this phony Texanin a fancy Stetsonbragged about his Hollywood homethen he said he had a Jaguarand he offered her a ridebut when I told that barmaidI'd met Willie at Farm-Aidwell, she rode with me that nightyou gotta go with you goteven when it ain't alotcos you'll always shoot the moonif you give it your best shotyour mouth is dry, your dreams are wetbut don't let 'em see you sweatplay it cool and you'll be hotdon't you knowjust go with what you got(c)2005 Robert George