Teksty: Gerry Rafferty. Baker Street. Get It Right Next Time.

Out on the street I was talkin' to a man
He said there's so much of this life of mine that I don't understand
You shouldn't worry yes that ain't no crime
'Cause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time, next time

You need direction, yeah you need a name
When you're standing in the crossroads every highway looks the same
After a while you can recognize the signs
So if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time, next time

Life is a liar, yeah life is a cheat
It'll lead you on and pull the ground from underneath your feet
No use complainin', don't you worry, don't you whine
'Cause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time, next time

You gotta grow, you gotta learn by your mistakes
You gotta die a little everyday just to try to stay awake
When you believe there's no mountain you can climb
And if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time, next time
Next time, hmm