Sue, turn out the lights It's time to close up we're through Gotta clear it out so let's drink up It's past two Girl, don't push 'em out They can walk out on their own How many times I gotta tell you Bob, you gotta drink up and go home I don't run a business just to talk to you all day
Clear ou the backroom Sue Stack up the chairs Who broke this glass? No one really cares Go take the trash out and vacuum the stairs What do I pay you for? And don't foget to sweep the glass off the floor
Once I had plans to fix up this place A room where you could go to And meet people with taste They'd talk and they'd laugh and forget the rat race And I'd be just like on of those guys With the moustache and face Hey, help me lift up this case
Hey, I'm really sorry I blew up Then I've had no sleep I've been up all night with my wife and brother-in-law You know Pete. At times this world can seem just like a cold icy ball But don't let that discourage you 'Cause you're young...take that call And if it's my wife, just try and stall
I was just wondering how you get home Do you have a boyfriend or do you live alone? I'm going your way if you're going mine No...I feel fine But before you go just let me paass on one thing
You got a mission in life To hold out your hand to help the other guy out Help your fellow man That's why I own this bar They're thirsty outside I give them oceans to drink Then they drown in the tide They just drown in the tide...
Compositor: Stanard R Funsten ECAD: Obra #24623269