Well I got out of work an hour early
What do I do nowhere to be
It's just next door it's not too far
I think I'll have just one or two
I saw you standing at the bar
A buddy from a life afar
This was the start of journeys end
I down a whiskey with my friend

Aint had enough quite yet
I got my second wind
I got some more left in me
I aint drowned up all my sins
It's picking up its getting good
I think I could I think I should
One more drink here with you
Is one too few

Moments pass second glass
I'm having fun I hope this lasts
I feel the monster closing in on me
I'll have one more there's one for you
We laugh we cry our spines unwind
We lose the clarity of words
We quaff another feel the burn
We pass the point of no return

Aint had enough quite yet
I got my second wind
I got some more left in me
I aint drowned up all my sins
It's picking up its getting good
I think I could I think I should
One more drink here with you
Is one too few

The ugly bar girl looks at me
She says hey what will it be
My eyes excel in their deceiving
Seeing is no longer believing
Which girl do I tell what I want to?
I have a choice there's one in three
I say FUCK IT I want a bottle
Set it down and go away

It's half past three on Tuesday morning
I gave my friend a broken nose
He tried to take that bargirl home
But I had fallen into love
Lying in the street this morning
Dressed in whiskey from my bowels
Think I'll crawl home crack a bottle
But I'll have just one or two