Money...I’ve made some
Steady job...I’ve kept one
Caught in the current of everyday life
High and dry you left me behind
In this weak state of mind
I’m in a bottle of lonely

          So pour me a stiff one maybe two
          Without you nobody’s home
          So now it’s my move to this here barstool
          In my home away from home

Easy life...we had one
Hard times...we had some
But nothin’ compares to your bein’ gone
My spirits are sinkin’ low
I passed tired three days ago
I’m in a bottle of lonely 

          So pour me a stiff one maybe two
          Without you nobody’s home
          So now it’s my move to this here barstool
          In my home away from home

Empty house
Empty bed
Empty glass
Enough said

          Just pour me a stiff one maybe two
          Without you nobody’s home
          So now it’s my move to this here barstool
          In my home away from home
          Party on dude
          Will work for food
          Stand up and salute the red-eyed and screwed