Life can throw that curveball.
It can serve that scrooge of you.
It can come at you with a screen,
a knife, a preacher's wife will do.
Ah, but you won't give in now this time,
And you might have made the first move
When you laid her down in the rain
And he'd be there once again, Waterloo
Ah, but you won't give in now this time,
And it's oh, mama, my sweet mama,
why does it work this way?
run her down in the alley,
stay low to the ground and pray.
And there they are together,
And as the rain falls down
It's a sound you've never known,
Ah, but you won't give in now this time,
And it's oh mama, oh sweet mama,
why does it work this way?
run her down in the alley,
and get low to the ground and pray.
Life can throw that curveball
It can serve that scrooge up
It can come at you with a scream
A knife, a preacher's wife will do
but you won't give in now this time,
Ah, you won't give in now this time,