Well, it's 50/50 odds
That we'll make it out alive
But when you're learning right and wrong
They never tell you you're the pawn
'Til the bigger men decide
Yeah, it's 50/50 odds
We'll be taking it in stride
But when you never fit the part
And you've lost count of all the cards
Are you holding on to pride?
We're singing
Whoa
That's the sound of your boys
On the corner going
Whoa
Yeah, it's 50/50 odds
To have a daughter or a son
But do you think it's worth the chance
If you don't have the upper hand
But it's paying two to one?
Well, it's 50/50 odds
That I'm telling you the truth
But if the end is just the start
And your beginning falls apart
What do we really have to lose?
We're singing
Whoa
That's the sound of your boys
On the corner going
Whoa
We're singing
Whoa
That's the sound of your girls
On the corner going
Whoa
I've been hanging in all the wrong places
I've been looking at all the wrong faces
You, you could stay all night
For you, I'd put it all on the line
For you, I'll drop it all on a dime
We're singing
Whoa
That's the sound of your boys
On the corner going
Whoa
We're singing
Whoa
That's the sound of your girls
On the corner going
Whoa
Artist: David Guetta
Artist: Chelsea Light Moving
Artist: Marie Wilson
Artist: Torch Runner