She would spend another afternoon drinking wine
   Sitting on your door, just wasting time
   Talking about the way it used to be
   So much better
  
   Or another night baby in your arms
   Still another one could do no harm
   Reminds me of how it used to feel
   So much wetter
  
   I never know what's right for her
   There's always something I never notice wrong
  
   To giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out
   You're gonna be gone, before you get found
   In another boring...
  
   Spin another bottle in a low-lit room
   Nothing tastes better than young flowers in bloom
   I know that's how it used to be
   We were so much younger
  
   Over that now and I can count the years
   Everybody now is just counting tears
   And plastic bills and their protective pills
   And I just took my time
  
   I never know what's right for her
   There's always something I never notice wrong
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out
   You're gonna be gone before you get found
   In another boring afternoon
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out...
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out
   You're gonna be gone before you get found
   In another boring afternoon
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out...
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out
   You're gonna be gone
   Before you get found in another boring afternoon
  
   Giving it up before you get down
   You gotta be in before you get out
   You're gonna be gone before you get found
   In another boring...
  
   Giving it up for,
   Giving it up for
   Giving it up for
   Another boring afternoon