It took me a long time to learn how to write a good song.
BOB SEGERSome people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth’s soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.
More Bob Seger Quotes
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I work my back ’til it’s racked with pain, the boss can’t even recall my name.
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There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown, love to watch her do her stuff.
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Sometimes you can hear them talk, other times you can’t. All the same old cliches, is that a woman or a man?
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Yeah, I’m just blessed to have this very strong thing, my vocals. I’m very healthy in that regard.
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They do respect her but, they love to watch her strut.
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Radio is so fragmented, it’s unbelievable.
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You go to LA, or you go to New York, and it’s really fun to go there. But they’re not grounded. Everybody is just competing all the time for the limelight. It’s too much entertainment industry. There are too many choices. And it’s distracting to me.
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Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy, out in the back seat of my ’60 Chevy. Workin’ on mysteries without any clues, workin’ on our night moves.
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Up with the sun. Gone with the wind.
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Alfred Hitchcock, Isaac Newton, Elvis Presley, Captain Bligh, they’re heroic or pathetic depending on which book you buy.
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Deep in my soul, I’ve been so lonely, all of my hopes fading away. I’ve longed for love, like everyone else does, I know I’ll keep searching after today.
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Tell them we’ll be dancing, dancing ’til we drop, it’s time to get down and do the Horizontal Bop.
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Later in the evening when you lie awake in bed with the echoes from the amplifiers ringing in your head.
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If I want to work, I can. If I want to play golf, or ride my motorcycle, I can. But the rest of it is family. Sometimes you’re not really needed by your family, but you’re there. And my kids like to know I’m there.
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Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth’s soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.
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