Then We Can All Go Home

I know it's late and it's a lot to ask of you I know that you've been working, hey, I'm tired too You probably thought that last call would be the last And that we could dim these neon lights, but not so fast Whiskey, there's still lips you need to kiss tonight Bottle, there's a hand you need to hold Hey, jukebox and cigarettes, your work here isn't over yet Just one more and then we can all go home There used to be a place where I spent all my nights With kisses sweet and loving arms to hold me tight I hate that I have to lay this all on you But if I can't turn to old friends, who can I turn to? Whiskey, there's still lips you need to kiss tonight Oh, bottle, there's a hand you need to hold Hey, jukebox and cigarettes, your work here isn't over yet Just one more and then we can all go home Hey, jukebox and cigarettes Whiskey, bottle, no you're not through yet Just one more, yeah, just one more Oh, just one more and then we can all go home