Tune of jazz and virgin hips
These words of love upon my lips
I’ve loved and lost; another sip
Of lovely alcohol

By now the lights have dimmed, at least
They’ve tamed you now, you horrid beast
We have survived the midnight feast
I’ve made it till the dawn

The barman sighs and shuts the door
Behind my back, he sweeps the floor,
Another night of all these poor
Souls who don’t belong.

We all go home to meet our lives
Only half go home to meet their wives
The other half, alone they dive
Into an empty pool

And in the darkness, music badly
Echoes through the silence sadly.
Somewhere they all foxtrot madly
Inside their empty souls