Here's To The Losers Songtext / Lyric

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 the dinners when that lady doesn't show

To the girls who wait for kisses underneath that mistletoe

To the lonely 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, here's to the losers

Here's to the losers, bless them all