The bar lights and the liquor   And the way all the bottles they shine      Well I got five more dollars, drink another   You'll feel fine   You'll feel fine   You'll feel fine       The bar lights and the women   The empty pool hall and you and I      Well I got five more dollars, drink another   You'll feel fine   You'll feel fine   You'll feel fine       Write your name down on a matchbook sleeve   Call me up on Sunday for a drink   Call me up on Sunday tell me anything       The bar lights and the liquor   The way all the bottles they shine      Well I've got five more dollars that wont make you mine   That won't make you mine   That won't make you mine