I hang my head down on Hollywood

'Cause either way you look down it's just stars

And I'm making my way down the Cherokee

To get drunk in a bar

And I know my friends, they worry about me

I can see it written on their face

Despite anything that I said before

The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. I got a cold in my heart that the doctor can't feel

He said "go get you a beer"

But they don't let the sunshine come in here.

Sha la. Sha la la la Where the hookers and thieves and the junkies play

It's a circus round here for sure

And I worry about how I'm fitting in

If I only had her

And I know my friends they worry about me

I can see it written on their face

But despite anything I might have said before,

The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. Ain't it strange, I see your face in the window of a store

Holding me back from throwing my bottles out at the cars

Sha la. Sha la la la So hey there, Mrs. Samuels

Hey Laura, I'm thinking of you

Would you take an old drunk as-is

If he was sweet to you

And tomorrow, you'll probably give up on me

I won't blame you, hell I'll celebrate

'Cause despite anything you may have said to me