Draining The Bar - Everything But The Girl

This time you went just a little too far

Now I don’t mind picking you up from some bar

And I’m used to dealing with the ways of most men

But I won’t come and get you from the jailhouse again

Now I’ve sat and watched men fall drunk on the floor

Just like my mother and her ma before

And I was sixteen before I realised that men could walk upright

And open their eyes

Gin, whisky, don’t bother me none

But you’re so darn proud of the things that you’ve done

If you’re such a man with such sorrows to drown

Well how come there’s always some girl picks you up when you fall

Down?

So you go on home and get your guitar

Write some more songs about draining the bar

And if I’m so wise, why don’t I show you the door?

Cause you make me laugh

And maybe that’s what God made men for