Here's To The Losers (Album Version)

Here's to those who love not wisely,

No not wisely, but too well.

To the girl who sighs with envy

When she hears that wedding bell.

To the guy who'd throw a party

If he knew someone to call.

Here's to the losers.

Bless them all.

Here's to those who drink their dinners

When that lady doesn't show.

To the girls who wait for kisses

Underneath that mistletoe.

To the lovely summer lovers

When the leaves begin to fall.

Here's to the losers.

Bless them all.

Hey Tom, Dick, and Harry

Come in out of the rain.

Those torches you carry

Must be drowned in champagne.

Here's the last toast of the evening:

Here's to those who still believe...

All the losers will be winners,

All the givers shall receive.

Here's to trouble free tomorrows,

May your sorrows all be small.

Here's to the losers.

Bless them all.

Hey Tom, Dick, and Harry

Come in out of the rain.

Those torches you carry

Must be drowned in champagne.

Here's the last toast of the evening:

Here's to those who still believe...

All the losers will be winners,

All the givers shall receive.

Here's to trouble free tomorrows,

May your sorrows all be small.

Here's to the losers.

Bless them all.