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Loser

This song is by Bob Lind and appears on the album Since There Were Circles (1971).

When I call you a loser
I know what I'm doin'
And I call you a boozer, baby
Ripple wine in the afternoon
And I call you helpless and reckless and sometimes you're warm
Missy (???)
A'holdin' back a summer storm

Well I call you a loser
And I know what I am speaking of
And I call you a user
Of a martyr's advantage in a makeshift love
And I call you lazy and crazy and weary and warm
Missy (???)
A'holdin' back a summer storm

Well I call you a loser
And girl you know why
And I call you a chooser
Of alternatives that always make you cry
And I call you wired and tired and seldom torn (???)
Missy (???)
A'holdin' back a summer storm

Well I call you a loser
And baby you know very well why I do
And I call you a cruiser, cruiser
On daydreams that just never will come true
And I call you pensive, defensive, and lost and forlorn
Missy (???)
A'holdin' back a summer storm

But I'm attracted to losers
That soft little voice that I hear through the mist
And I've always loved them, I know them
It seems like I just never could resist
The lost and misguided and poor undecided
Who don't even know why they've been born
Just like Missy (???)
A'holdin' back a summer storm

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