Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad/All Revved Up Reprise (Live)

I'm gonna tell the people, 'cause the people like are listening on the radio
You know what I mean?
I tell you what
Ah, when I'm on stage, you know, it's like ah, you know
I like to tell ya how I feel
And I'm gonna tell you how I feel
I'm gonna tell whoever's listening how I feel

It's like, ah, this is me and my bands
I think around the 11th time we've performed, you know
And it's like, I've got a hell of a band, y'all
And I love every one of them
And me and my friend, Jimmy, who jokingly I call my wife
Hey Jimmy, turn around, look at the people will you, for me?
Jimmy won't look
Let me tell you, I love ya, I love ya 'cause you're great
You're all great, ya know
It comes from my heart

We're gonna do a song for ya, which is, ah
First side of ah, first song of side two
It's called "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad"
And ah (play all night) play all night, you come up and play all night for me OK
It's like I said last night, I'm gonna tell the man here
If you never witnessed death
Come to the next show man, 'cause I promise I'm dead, y'all
You know, it's like, it's a bitch man, doin' a you know, like, a lot of these
Man, I'm telling you, Mr Steinman, he don't write easy stuff, if you know what I mean
I'm just now, I, I'll be honest, I'm just now getting warmed up, man

You know, it's like, it's a bitch man
I'm tryna get home at five o'clock in the morning
And then coming in here and performing for you people
But you people are great, and I'm sorry about the radio or whatever it is man
You people are great, and I love you and I love you out there wherever you are
It's a bitch, but this song is going out to everyone in the whole world
And especially Laura, Laurie, whatever man, I can't think
Here we go "Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad"
Jimmy, give it to me, let's go guys

Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere
I told you everything I possibly can
There's nothing left inside of here

And maybe you can cry all night
But that'll never change the way that I feel
The snow is really piling up outside
I wish you wouldn't make me leave here

Poured it on and I poured it out
I tried to show you just how much I care
I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout
But you've been cold to me so long
I'm crying icicles instead of tears
And all I can do, is keep on tellin' you

I want you (I want you)
I need you (I need you)
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad (don't be sad 'cause)
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Now don't be sad ('cause)
'Cause two out of three ain't bad

You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're lookin' for a ruby in a mountain of rocks
But there ain't no Coupe de Ville
Hidin' at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box

I can't lie (I can't lie)
I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not
No matter how I try
I'll never be able
To give you something, something that I just haven't got

Well, there's only one girl that I will ever love
And that was so many years ago
And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart
She never loved me back, ooh, I know

Well, I remember how she left me on a stormy night
Oh, she kissed me and got out of our bed
And though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door
She packed her bags and turned right away
And she kept on tellin' me, she kept on tellin' me, she kept on tellin' me

I want you (I want you)
I need you (I need you)
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad (don't be sad, 'cause)
'Cause two out of three ain't bad

I want you (I want you)
I need you (I need you)
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad (don't be sad, 'cause)
'Cause two out of three ain't bad

Now don't be sad
'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Baby, we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere (alright baby)

Well, I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy
Looking out for something to do
You were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
And when I played my guitar
I made the canyons rock
But every Saturday night
I felt the fever grow

All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go