Small Stakes - Spoon

Small stakes

Give you blues

But you don’t feel taken

Don’t think you’ve been used

'Cause it’s alright Friday night to Sunday

It feels alright, keeps your mind on the page

Oh yeah, small stakes ensure you the minimum blues

But you don’t feel taken and you don’t feel abused

Small stakes tell you that there’s nothing can do

Can’t think big, can’t think past one or two and alright!

Yeah, alright!

Me and my friends

Sell ourselves

Short but feel

Very well

We feel fine

Aw, we feel fine

And small time danger in your midsize car

I don’t dig the Stripes but I’ll go for Har Mar

The big innovation on the minimum wage

Is lines up your nose but your life on the page, so c’mon

Tell me I’m wrong

Small stakes

Will kill time

When you’re stuck

In back of the line

It feels alright Friday night to Sunday

Aw, it feels alright, keeps your mind on the page

And small stakes bring you where you’re caught in a rut

You feel so uptight, you just want to throw it all up

And small stakes leave you with the minimum blues

Can’t think big, can’t think past one or two, so c’mon