Lyrics

We had one for sorrow, two for joy Three for his old girl and four for the boys Five for silver and six for gold Then we lose control So we leave his keys behind the bar Because he's too drunk to drive his car We're on the backseat of this taxi And I don't know where the hell we are But I wish you were here Twisting my arm And bending my ear Whispering grass don't tell Therese Sister Rantzen or Her Majesty's police I'm terrified, intoxicated Starry eyed and bollock naked Child bearing, adult-rated Thoroughly re-educated And I wish you were here We had one for sorrow, two for joy Three for his old girl and four for the boys Five for silver and six for gold Then we lose control So we leave his keys behind the bar Because he's too drunk to drive his car We're on the backseat of this taxi And I don't know where the hell we are But I wish you were here Twisting my arm And bending my ear