All Dressed Up(With Nowhere to Go)

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All Dressed Up(With Nowhere to Go)David was strong and stood over six foot tallhe started first string on varsity ballbraggin' he'd go far, till they found a funny jarin his locker one daythey suspended him for the last few gameshe warmed the bench and held his coach to blamewore his uniform, but his dreams were tornwatching his teammates playhe was all dressed up with nowhere to gohe shoulda learned to change his wayshe lost it all cos it pays to knowwinnin' by sinnin' never payshe looked good but it was just for showhe was all dressed up with nowhere to goDavid promised he'd stop selling that stuffbut his fiance didn't fall for his bluffhe couldn't fool her, cos yeah she was suredirty money bought her diamond ringhe stood checking his watch at St. Mary's churchthe bells stopped chimin'...his best man left firstDavid blew a thousand bucks, on some fancy tuxbut looked like a conquered kinghe was all dressed up with nowhere to gohe shoulda learned to change his wayshe lost it all cos it pays to knowwinnin' by sinnin' never payshe looked good but it was just for showhe was all dressed up with nowhere to goDavid made lotsa dangerous dealsthinkin' it takes dirt to grease the wheelswhen your chance rolls around, and you're racing downthe path to quick successwell, he made it to St. Mary's one last timehis folks and a few old teammates filed by in a linebut no one was shocked, David was in a boxlaying there in his Sunday besthe was all dressed up with nowhere to gohe shoulda learned to change his wayshe lost it all cos it pays to knowwinnin' by sinnin' never payshe looked good but it was just for showhe was all dressed up with nowhere to go(c)2005 Robert George