Take #52 Songtext
von John Doe

I′m still trying to get through this song
And it's take number fifty two
But I just keep thinking about you
Looking at that guy, looking at me in this booth
Oh why′d this song have to come true
I'm standing here like a fool
Trying to keep from choking up on take number fifty two

Oh why'd this song have to come true
I′m standing here like a fool
Trying to keep from choking up on take number fifty two


I′ve sung it a hundred times before
Loved it so much I couldn't sing it enough
Now I′m walking the floor over you
And I see the color of the blues
But I'll stand here and sing as I pick up my drink
On take number fifty two

Oh why′d this song have to come true
I'm still standing here like a fool
Trying to keep from choking up on take number fifty two
Trying to keep from choking up on take number fifty two

Well I might get drunk and forget the words
Or just stand here and cry
Oh but don′t stop the tape, I can make it through another take
I swear you can count on me
I'll get it on take number fifty three

Oh why does this song have to be
Such a hard one about you and me
Next time I'll make it all up to you
On take number fifty three
Next time I′ll make it all up to you
On take number fifty three