Boilermaker

I was looking for some kind of saviourSomeone still counting onMy worst behaviourKnew there would be troubleWith devil eyes and magic handsI'm all mixed upHead like a cocktail shakerLiving in a house like an old bodegaGot the odds looking in my favourStaring at the bottom of a boilermakerSo keep your feet on the groundAnd listen to the sound of a real money makerSomething's twisted upRight inside meI'll let you use it upSo when you do leaveTake me to the edge and let me show you what was on my mindDon't put all your money on me 'cause you and me are two of a kindI'm all mixed upHead like a cocktail shakerLiving in a house like an old bodegaGot the odds looking in my favour