Ground Score - Cbdb

I know he’s having a big time

That bastard’s having a ball

I must’ve dropped it in the mud somewhere

Recount my steps and wonder

«Where did it fall?»

Right past the entrance by the beer tent

It was absent like I had it

In the past tense of my late night charade

I lost my phone, keys and my wallet

Now it’s dead and I can’t call it

I sure do hope I find it again

Go out and find it

He probably just bought a whole pizza

He probably just bought a whole round of beer

I’m sitting here hungry

Dry mouthed and lonely

Like if only you were here

He’s probably swinging like a sultan

He’s probably living like a king

I’m sitting here scrounging

Like a scoundrel with my hands out

Like, «Hey man, what did you bring?»

Right past the entrance by the beer tent

It was absent like I had it

In the past tense of my late night charade

I lost my phone, keys and my wallet

Now it’s dead and I can’t call it

I sure do hope I find it again

Go out and find it

I know he’s having a big time

That bastard’s having a ball

I must’ve dropped it in the mud somewhere

Recount my steps and wonder

«Where did it fall?»

Right past the entrance by the beer tent

It was absent like I had it

In the past tense of my late night charade

I lost my phone, keys and my wallet

Now it’s dead and I can’t call it

I sure do hope I find it again

Go out and find it