If you don't come back to me, now I'm gonna hold my breath I'm gonna drink bourbon for breakfast Wear chicken bones around my neck I'm gonna smoke cigars in the house If you don't come back to me, now If you don't come back to me, now I'm gonna crash the car I'm gonna go down to the river I'm gonna get drunk in the park I'm gonna sleep on the...Learn More

Mr. Valentine's dead and he's drinking Manhattans Singing a coal miner's tune In his daddy's tuxedo and Fred Astaire shoes He's the best looking corpse in the room Mr. Valentine's dead and the angels are waiting Down at the end of the bar Well, they're drinking martinis and laughing at nothing Smoking Havana cigars Have you ever seen dead men...Learn More

We'll no more dance We'll no more sing These bitter days will clip your wings Our brilliant friends have all gone south Now, no more diamonds will come falling from my mouth For there's no champagne here For there's no chandeliers I'm getting used to seeing paler colours everywhere But I’ll ride that wagon with you Until the sorry end Looks like...Learn More

Pour yourself a drink Pour me one too I'll tell you lies And every single one is true I got nothing to do and if it's all right with you How about you and me get loaded together? Say sister can ya mash me a fin? To tide me over until my ship comes in And in the meantime, would it be a sin If you and me get loaded together? Blue skies never did...Learn More