Lowered Expectations
©2003 Corey Parkman

Bar clock says it’s ten
and I’m drunk again
Looking for a honky tonk jewel
There’s pretty Jeaneane
She’s a near sure thing
But she says I’m just a worn out fool

By eleven oh eight
I’m searchin’ in vain
For somebody with a pulse and curves
I make a lot of eyes
Get shot down twice
Well, I guess it’s just what I deserve

Chorus
Every night keeps living up to my lowered expectations
In this sad pathetic search for satisfied relations
I’ve lost my heart, I’ve lost my mind, and damn near lost my patience
‘cause every night keeps livin’ up to my lowered expectations

It’s thirty past two
I’m asleep in a booth
When I feel a hand go up my thigh
It’s the owner Ms. Raye
She said it’s getting late
With a twinkle in her one good eye

(Repeat Chorus)

Bridge
I used to have high standards
Had a girl so sweet and fair
But she left me last December
and it’s been down hill from there

Now every night keeps living up to my lowered expectations
In this sad pathetic search for satisfied relations
I’ve lost my heart, I’ve lost my mind, and I’ve lost all my patience
Yeah, every night keeps livin’ up to my lowered expectations

My love life keeps livin’ up to my lowered expectations

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"He said, "It's about money boy, money in the bank
Country ain't into no existential angst
Write for the cash, not for the soul."
Right then I knew man I's bound to roll
Outta Nashville, VietNashville" - Houston Marchman

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