| Song | Only Game In Town |
| Artist | America |
| Album | The Best of America |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Casey Kelly/Julie Didier/Lewis Anderson | |
| Spectators line the avenue | |
| The players step out right on cue | |
| And every night just seems the same | |
| Nameless faces play their game | |
| The midnight gamblers place their bets | |
| The tight-rope walkers check their nets | |
| Then comes the queen of broken hearts | |
| This is the way it always starts | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they've found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it's the only game in town | |
| All hail the third string debutante | |
| She tries to act so nonchalant | |
| Chasin' the prince of alibis | |
| Into a smokescreen made of lies | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they've found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it's the only game in town | |
| My window looks down on the set | |
| Each night the players strut and fret | |
| So if you'd like to join the rest | |
| Just choose the part that suits you best | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they've found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it's the only game in town |
| Written: Casey Kelly Julie Didier Lewis Anderson | |
| Spectators line the avenue | |
| The players step out right on cue | |
| And every night just seems the same | |
| Nameless faces play their game | |
| The midnight gamblers place their bets | |
| The tightrope walkers check their nets | |
| Then comes the queen of broken hearts | |
| This is the way it always starts | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town | |
| All hail the third string debutante | |
| She tries to act so nonchalant | |
| Chasin' the prince of alibis | |
| Into a smokescreen made of lies | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town | |
| My window looks down on the set | |
| Each night the players strut and fret | |
| So if you' d like to join the rest | |
| Just choose the part that suits you best | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town |
| Written: Casey Kelly Julie Didier Lewis Anderson | |
| Spectators line the avenue | |
| The players step out right on cue | |
| And every night just seems the same | |
| Nameless faces play their game | |
| The midnight gamblers place their bets | |
| The tightrope walkers check their nets | |
| Then comes the queen of broken hearts | |
| This is the way it always starts | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town | |
| All hail the third string debutante | |
| She tries to act so nonchalant | |
| Chasin' the prince of alibis | |
| Into a smokescreen made of lies | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town | |
| My window looks down on the set | |
| Each night the players strut and fret | |
| So if you' d like to join the rest | |
| Just choose the part that suits you best | |
| Finders find love for the evening | |
| Keepers keep the love they' ve found | |
| Losers lose and wind up weeping | |
| But it' s the only game in town |