Last night I had too much to drink

sitting in a club with so many fools

playing to rules

trying to impress and feeling rather empty

I had another drink

What a way to spend that evening

you don't turn up with their friends

playing their game

here in the scene or it should be

far away

Getting up first without remembering

where I've been before

I open the door to an empty room

then I forget

The telephone rings and someone speaks

she would very much like to go

out to a show

so what can I do, I can't think what to say

she sees through any way

Out of the front door I go

traffic's moving rather slow

arriving late

there she waits looking very angry

as cross as she can be

Wasting my time, resting my mind

and I'll never pine for the sad days and the bad days

when we was working from nine to five

And if you don't mind