The Bug - Mary Chapin Carpenter

Well it’s a strange old game — you learn it slow

One step forward and it’s back to go

You’re standing on the throttle

You’re standing on the breaks

In the groove 'til you make a mistake

Sometimes you’re the windshield

Sometimes you’re the bug

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re a fool in love

Sometimes you’re the louisville slugger

Sometimes you’re the ball

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re going to lose it all all the way

You gotta know happy — you gotta know glad

Because you’re gonna know lonely

And you’re gonna know bad

When you’re rippin' and a ridin'

And you’re coming on strong

You start slippin' and slidin'

And it all goes wrong because

Sometimes you’re the windshield

Sometimes you’re the bug

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re a fool in love

Sometimes you’re the louisville slugger baby

Sometimes you’re the ball

Sometimes it all comes together

Sometimes you’re going to lose it all all the way

Then again do it

Right now

Then you got the glory

Then you got none

One day you’re a diamond

And then you’re a stone

Everything can change

In the blink of an eye

So let the good times roll

Before we say goodbye, because

Sometimes you’re the windshield

Sometimes you’re the bug yeah

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re a fool in love

Sometimes you’re the louisville slugger, baby

Sometimes you’re the ball

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re going to lose it all

Sometimes you’re the windshield

Sometimes you’re the bug yeah

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re a fool in love

Sometimes you’re the louisville slugger, baby

Sometimes you’re the ball

Sometimes it all comes together baby

Sometimes you’re going to lose it all, all the way

Tonight, oh honey

Round it up, that’s right