Pick up the phone I know you´re there It´s almost closing time & we can toss down one more shot before last call
are you ok? I swear to God I gotta get out of this house I miss the days when I´d just not come home at all..
now, don´t you cry, it´ll give you lines around your eyes you gotta try not to live so much of life alone. & if I see you getting crazy by the bottom of the bottle I´ll take you home, take you home, take you home
remember when we used to stumble down the boulevard from bar to bar until we couldn´t stagger straight its seem like we would live forever, life was not so hard we felt nothing much at all but it felt great
now, don´t you cry it´ll give you lines around your eyes you gotta try not to live so much of life alone & if I see you getting crazy by the bottom of the bottle, I´ll take you home, take you home, take you home.
I gotta tell you, it gets better every day you stay alive & I´m amazed every day that the sun decides to rise every minute, every hour, is another chance to change life is beautiful & terrible & strange.
so don´t you cry, it´ll give you lines around your eyes you gotta try not to live so much of life alone & if you see me getting getting crazy by the bottom of the bottle, take me home, take me home, take me home.
Compositores: Harry Rushakoff (BMI), James Andrew Mankey (Mankey Jim) (BMI), Johnette Lin Napolitano (Johnette Napolitano) (BMI)Editores: James A Mankey Music (BMI), Pretty and Twisted Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #3643686 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM