You'll have to save them for a rainy day
Most of the time
It's all in a day's work
I'm crossing the line that leads to a good time
Don't tell me the party's through
All in the way you work with the changes
Derange it by evening
And if the ploy won't come into play
There are only so many chords
The chauffeur's picking up our tab
It's better that way
But if the boys don't come in to play
But we haven't been paid yet
When we're writing the lines
When we're blurring the line
I'm gonna try and keep them out of the way
And if the bartenders come out to play
Then we'll be back in the morning
Between us and the good times
There are wheels in the water
The lights are coming on at two
Gets forgotten the next day
We're gonna save it for a rainy day
And tires on the pavement
It's looking like we'll need a cab
And call it a day's work
And brush off the pay dirty
And the check's in the mail
And every word that we parlay
We're counting our dimes
That haven't been played yet
All in the way you take to the strangeness
