The Sarandons - Shouldn't I?

Oh, when it stops
I know just where I stand
I get upright for once
I get thrown down again

I keep searching
I keep trying
I keep saying to myself
That I should know why
Shouldn’t I?
Shouldn’t I?
Shouldn’t I?

Dance on these tables
Like old city cops
“Hang on to your beers boys
don’t wanna spill those pops”
Cuz sooner or later
Oh like it or not
It goes down
Sometimes
Think it might

Try though I may
I know just where I stand
I’ve been put in my place
You’ve called up, the high command

It’s quite obvious
I’ve been framed
Not that obvious
By myself
For those high crimes
And misdemeanors
Shouldn’t I?
Shouldn’t I?

Dance on these tables
Like old city cops
“Hang on to your beers boys
don’t wanna spill those pops”
Cuz sooner or later
Oh like it or not
It goes down
Sometimes
Think it might

Dance on these tables
Like old city cops
“Hang on to your beers boys
don’t wanna spill a drop”
Sooner or later
Like it or not
It goes down
Sometimes
Think it might
Think it might
Think it might
Think it might