Lyrics
One o’clock in the mornin’
People pilin’ into the door
Drinks are still comin’ in and
I’m barely hummin’ and the
Audience is screamin’ for more
Somebody’s locked in the bathroom
Manager can’t find the key
I pity that man but from where I stand
It’s lookin like the prisoner is me
So won’t you kick it in second wind
We got two more hours to go
Is there anymore hope of scorin’ anymore coke
And we’ve still got to do another show
My mind started to wander
In the middle of the second song
Dreamin’ I was at sea, just my baby and me
When the words started coming out wrong
Waitresses are pickin’ up glasses
The bartender screamed last call
When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight
And the bass man took a bad fall
So won’t you kick it in second wind
We got two more hours to go
Is there anymore hope of scorin’ anymore coke
And we’ve still got to do another show
Instrumental
It’s three o’clock in the mornin’
Runnin’ on adrenalin
What I’m tryin to say is that tomorrow’s the day
And we’ve got to do it over again
So won’t you kick it in second wind
We got two more hours to go
Is there anymore hope of scorin’ anymore coke
And we’ve still got to do another show
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