Count Yer Chickens
Written by: Doug Scharley
Lyrics © D. R. Scharley Consulting Inc.
It’s not a done deal if that’s what you see
Writing’s on the wall but it’s no fait accompli
The finish line’s close you can taste victory
But it’s still up for grabs, it’s a mystery
At the end of the race you gotta lean for the tape
If your opponent is down you don’t allow for escape
Project’s almost done and you’re in good shape
Don’t fall for the magic of the man with the cape
(Chorus)
At the last minute your horse gets scratched
Your lottery ticket has one number unmatched
Thought that she loved you but she’s now detached
Don’t count yer chickens before they hatch
When you’re dotting the “I’s” and crossing the “T’s”
There’s still no agreement ‘til you get the signees
The putt’s rolling straight right towards the hole
Don’t double your bet, don’t you lose control
You say that you love her, for the very first time
She says the relationship needs downtime
That longshot gamble is about to come through
A new Ferrari or Porsche will have to do
(Chorus)
At the last minute your horse gets scratched
Your lottery ticket has one number unmatched
Thought that she loved you but she’s now detached
Don’t count yer chickens before they hatch
That laughable offer to a desperate man
The MILF from Craigslist with whom you have plans
The girl overseas who said she’d wait
To your friend’s hot description of tonight’s blind date
All of these things might go your way
But the odds have something different to say
Don’t jump the gun is my advice
You’re playing craps with loaded dice
(Chorus)
At the last minute your horse gets scratched
Your lottery ticket has one number unmatched
Thought that she loved you but she’s now detached
Don’t count yer chickens before they hatch
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