Some nights it just takes like a smile and a shake I've been with the bodies Yeah, and I've been with the blood And I went with Hallelujah and she didn't say a thing She just wiped at her nose and then she winked And I've been with cops And I've been with the squares I went with Saint Deborah of Defeat and Depression She put her hand up on my shoulder and she just kinda stood there Yeah, she said, "Call me 212-MARGARITA 'Cause I'm green and I'm misleading and I've had too much tequila" And I've been with short tempers I get behind the sharp knives I believe the shots in the distance to be cold hard facts Ringing out against the radios and the speaker stacks And I've been with the hoodrats And I've been with all the hangers-on And I stayed out past dawn at some raunchy magazine launch I hit the open bar and I got myself all turned on And she said, "Call me 612-BLOODY-MARY 'Cause I'm nice and I'm spicy and I'm your only sure shot at recovery" Yeah, I said, "Call me 212-MARGARITA I'm green and I'm misleading and I've had too much tequila" Leave a message at the Motel 6 Let me know if you're still so sick We'll be in town on a three-night stick Yeah, and maybe if you feeling better We could get some soup together We've been sick together before I believe in the bodies And I believe in the blood I believe in salt along the rims of the gla**es 'Cause that makes us thirsty And when we drink then we all fall in love I believe in the bodies And I believe in the blood I believe in salt along the rims of the gla**es 'Cause that makes us thirsty And when we drink then we all fall in love