The lights are dim and the house is empty, I see glass bottle in elegant shapes which has liquor in plenty, Sitting in this bar with a drink in my hand, Drinking since the sun came up, With nothing on my mind, Nothing on my mind. Old friends, Old memories, Now it’s cold and grey, Some nuts on the side, And I will finish my drink with pride, If I drink more I may divulge my secrets, Some secrets are fine and some are crime. I walk around the bar with a restless heart, I don’t know how to play my part, Which drink I can buy with a dime? A little bit of tequila with lime. I see some happy souls and some are sad, But I take another glass, I glanced at this girl and now I am eager to talk, You know what? This holy water might purify my heart, Another drink I shout, The bartender asks me how many drinks I had, A little bit of wine, a little bit whiskey, a little bit of vodka but am still sober, With nothing on my mind, nothing on my mind.