The Good Life - O'Rourke's, 1:20 a.m. Lyrics
It's different when you're lonelyThe whole world's in loveHolding hands between bar stoolsAnd you're holding your tongueHold onYou're so *****ed up, so fickleIsn't this what you want?So simple, so singleBut it's different when you're helplessWhen the bars close their doorsGrowing hostile toward your waitressThose extra tips went ignoredIt's different because you're desperateBegging mercy on the sidewalkTo a sea of last callers(Keep the conversation quick and keep them interested)You're different and they sense itYour eyes can't disguise itSo glassy, half emptyReady to spillHold onPlease don't leave yetI can't go home aloneIt doesn't go over so wellSo hold on just a little longerAt least through the nightAt least until the morningHold onHold on to meI can hardly standMuch less the sight of myselfSo hold onHold on tight, dearPut your foot on the gasGet me the ***** out of here