I've been working on a cocktail called Grounds for Divorce
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Polished in a compass that I hold in my sleeve
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Down comes and unsticks, but then he kicks like a horse
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
There's a tiny cigarette case, and the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep, and the rest you can keep
There's a hole in my neighborhood
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall.
Monday's is for drinkin' to the seldom-seen kid.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
There's this whisperin' of jokers stealin' flesh by the pound.
To a chorus of supposes from the little town halls.
They'll be twistin' karaoke at the Hennessy Lounge.
And I'll bring you feather roses, but it does you no good.
And it does me no good.
And it does you no good.
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall.
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall.
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall.
Help me fall
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Someday we'll be drinking with the seldom sinking
Oh, oh, oh, oh