They locked the doors at twelve
Ss if there any cops nearby
They turned on all the lights and the taps are running dry
Old lady's clearing gla**es
We shout, "One more," and then
As soon as you have finished we all
Shout, "One more," again
I don't wanna argue
I ain't gonna budge
Won't you take this number down
Before you call up the judge
I ain't gonna argue
There's nothing to say
Get me outta your starry eyes
And be on your way
Erase the video
We bribed the security guard
The rooms are paid for but on whose credit card
We didn't make any phone calls
These towels aren't worth a thing
Don't blame me if the TV's smashed
It had it coming
He wants 200 bucks
Well, just write him an I.O.U.
Something's wrong with this world when clowns got lawyers, too
We fired everybody
Spent our night in the can
We must be famous if Grandma knows
The writ has hit the fan