Nocturnal Stumblebutt-Loudon Wainwright III/Loudon Wainwright, III

Nocturnal Stumblebutt - Loudon Wainwright III Well it's 3am, and so I creep Around the house 'cause you're asleep I can't sleep, I gotta smoke I think I left some in my coat No they're not there, but there's a chance I left some in a packet in my pants Bumped into the table, just below the belt If you were a man baby you'd know how that felt Just one thing I don't want to do And that one thing is to wake up you My hands are shaking, my brow it is damp Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp Sure I know where some cigarettes are But it's too cold outside to go to the car I know this habit of mine, it's gotta be fed I'm gonna get down I'm gonna scrounge around under the bed Under the bed, down on the floor Up on top baby I can hear you snore Snore baby... ooooooh Snore baby... ooooooh Eureka! I'm in luck I found some matches and a crumpled butt And just to show I love you I'm not gonna look for an ashtray baby, I'm gonna use your shoe!