The bar lights and the liquor

And the way all the bottles they shine

Well I got five more dollars, drink another

You'll feel fine

You'll feel fine

You'll feel fine

The bar lights and the women

The empty pool hall and you and I

Well I got five more dollars, drink another

You'll feel fine

You'll feel fine

You'll feel fine

Write your name down on a matchbook sleeve

Call me up on Sunday for a drink

Call me up on Sunday tell me anything

The bar lights and the liquor

The way all the bottles they shine

Well I've got five more dollars that wont make you mine

That won't make you mine

That won't make you mine