Social Orphan

	作曲 : Crichton, Sadler
	Somewhere someone's standing by
	The same game plan, the same aging fantasies
	Spruces up the small talk and the smile
	It's no wonder, he's under
	The pressure of pride once again (He) calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game (He) sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase
	A number, a matchbook, the night before (But) no last names , and no long term promises
	Finds it quite an effort not to smile
	It's no wonder
	He understands the need to try it again (He) calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game (He) sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase
	Somewhere someone hit square one
	The same contacts, the same tired old double talk
	Dreams about a weekend and a smile
	It's no wonder
	He is under the pressure of time once again (He) calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game (He) sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase

	zuò qǔ : Crichton, Sadler
	Somewhere someone' s standing by
	The same game plan, the same aging fantasies
	Spruces up the small talk and the smile
	It' s no wonder, he' s under
	The pressure of pride once again He calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game He sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase
	A number, a matchbook, the night before But no last names , and no long term promises
	Finds it quite an effort not to smile
	It' s no wonder
	He understands the need to try it again He calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game He sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase
	Somewhere someone hit square one
	The same contacts, the same tired old double talk
	Dreams about a weekend and a smile
	It' s no wonder
	He is under the pressure of time once again He calls himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the game He sees himself a social orphan
	Caught up in the thrill of the chase