[ Featuring the Rare Birds ]
I was bragging to the empty bar
The perks of habitué
Yes, two glasses ago
I should have called it a day
Busboy was wooing blonde manageress
Either for fun or rise
Well, every dog has it's day
And every drunk has an advise
Out in the quiet street
That frosty air feels just right
Nobody bothers me
All cats are grey by night
And if you spot me on a night like this
Wandering on your trail
Please save your laughs
For some funnier tale
The way she danced
That night
The way she laughed
That night
The way those lips branded mine
With the taste of red wine
And if you spot me on a night like this
Wandering on your trail
Please save your laughs
For some funnier tale
Oh mama, oh ma
The way those lips branded mine
With the taste of red wine
