Am-Barfly

Am - Barfly J. Whitney / R. Chapman Well I was downtown cruisin' in my low slung cat Diamond pin and a funky hat Mohair suit and new white spats Spot a juke joint blastin' and I cut my boost Well it's Sat'd'y night and I'm hanging loose I'm looking out to cut my juice Well I swing those doors and I bust right in I see Louise there and I just grin Unroll my hip, and shout Hey gimme a gin The band's still wailin' and it's 4 a.m. Me and Louise we're just hangin' on in We're drinkin' wine now - they ran out of gin We're drunk as hell but we're feeling fine If we leave now then we'll just have time Where we goin' Louise, your place or mine? Hoo, Saturday night... What's that Louise, what's that in sight? Little old Mustang, now we're gonna pass on the right Hey Mustang, we gotta wait all night for you We gotta wait all night for you Woah Louise, Saturday night's gonna do Move a little closer, get up, get up and tighten up Leave it out, Louise, leave it out