Sunday morning, head so sore, Out of bed and through the door Dog wants to play but you ain't got time. Mean old dog been at the bar, Dusk 'til dawn -that's where you are Out on the tiles get groovy and tight... Drunk some cider, drunk moonshine, Too much whiskey, too much wine, Diamond White made brain go slow Had too much so I had some more Oh no, here comes the floor (And my little bed is calling) Oh no here comes the floor (And I'm going down again)
I'm talking, all alone, To the Big White telephone And oh no, here comes the floor (Going under!) Car's so fast and street's so wide There's the door you fall inside Sleep on the dog coz you're dog tired Voice inside said you should stop, Insanity! Look at the clock... Deep inside there's one last drop Sex and d** are good indeed And rock and roll can help to feed The head that sits inside your hat But alcohol is where it's at.