The bartender's working on a

late night shift

She's bonka blonds and Bon

aims on a midnight drift

And the dance band's playing

the same old slam

I'm sinking whiskey and

you're sipping fine wine

I don't know what it is

you're trying to prove

Well it should be you but

it's me who can hardly move

And I've got my reputation

lying on the line

Come on baby, be a good dog

and help the blind



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Won't you carry me home

(Like a truck, pick me up)



You ain't no lady but you've

sure got taste in men

That head of yours has got

you by time and time again

My arms and legs are aching

and my head's about to blow

And your back's been

breakin' and I'd hate to

spoil the show

But I've just spent next

weeks wages and I'm right

out of coin

But you want more and it's

half past four and they want

to close the joint

But we can't afford a taxi,

and it's too late for the

bus

But I've been told by

friends of mine you're

someone I can trust



[CHORUS]

Won't you carry me home

(Don't let me lie here in

all this beer)



You drank all your booze and

half of mine

I'm bleary eyed and you're

waiting for the sunshine

(to come and kill me)

Just like the man who threw

me on the floor

Don't matter, while I'm down

here I might as well try

and find the fucking door

Excuse me, have you seen my

swizzle stick

And have you got a plastic

bag 'cause I'm gonna be sick

I'm dead drunk and heave'n

hanging upside down

And you're getting up and

leaving, you think I'm gonna

drown



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Won't you carry me home