As the witching hour passes
Take this chance and fill your glasses
Friends depart and friends return
Play your part and wait your turn
Share you hearts, share your minds
Share the love and share the lies
Heartbreak, wonder, joy and tears
Darling tell me all your fears
Philosophy lines, fine dining and wines
Publicity wires and new bald tyres
At the end of the line and wattle
I've reached the bottom of my water bottle
Shout out! Get me a man
For my man, if you can
Cat get back and watch the track
If you'll make up for all you lack
Six foot and blonde and a doctor to boot
Leave me my pirates to handle the loot
Next choice not a suit, but a lawyer up North
And dream the dream, from this day forth
Is it time now for eggs, as daylight ascends?
Or wait one more moment, to pass the bends
Hold another, with a Bushell of tea
Let some pale sunlight wash over me
As the stumbles away this happy morn
Leave us not feeling any more forlorn
We'll wave goodbye today and to you
And revel in the memory of our little revue
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