It really does in your head

To see the wino's stew their liver

Choking decoking their lungs

That cry out sadly for some cleaner air

Kissing their common law wives

They're cheek to cheek bristle to bristle

No wonder he hits the jug

She's got more facial hair than he has

And do I see myself here

Beside a hatful of beer in time

With lady luck by my side

A rhythm queen on the slide

Together on a bench we'll sing in harmony

She just can't work out her feet

Not sure if there are two or four now

Her blue faced love dances around

With all the demons that he knows by name

And don't the rain cool him down

As he lies singing to the pavement

That pissed caruso is in concert

For all if we don't trip on his head

And do I see myself here

Beside a hatful of beer in time

With lady luck by my side

A rhythm queen on the slide

Together on a bench we'll sing in harmony

And do I see myself here

Beside a hatful of beer in time

With lady luck by my side

A rhythm queen on the slide

Together on a bench we'll sing in harmony

It really does in your head

To see the wino's stew their liver

Choking decoking their lungs

That cry out sadly for some cleaner air

Kissing their common law wives

They're cheek to cheek bristle to bristle

Oh no no

No wonder he hits the jug

She's got more facial hair than he has

He has he has he has