The bar lights and the liquor And the way all the bottles they shine Well I got five more dollars, drink another You'll feel fine You'll feel fine You'll feel fine The bar lights and the women The empty pool hall and you and I Well I got five more dollars, drink another You'll feel fine You'll feel fine You'll feel fine Write your name down on a matchbook sleeve Call me up on Sunday for a drink Call me up on Sunday tell me anything The bar lights and the liquor The way all the bottles they shine Well I've got five more dollars that wont make you mine That won't make you mine That won't make you mine