Leave the money in the ashtray
Man, this day has been too tough
Leave the money in the ashtray
I’m going home, I’ve had enough
Leave the money in the ashtray
Kill the light
I’ll be back here in the morning
Everything will work out right
Been serving drinks till I’m worn out
Standing here behind the bar
I’m not pouring one more drink
It’s way too late now, that’s all
Drink away and have your party
But never at my expense
Don’t you drink this place down empty
That’s where I get incensed
Serve yourselves and mind the counter
Leave a little extra too
If I find it in the morning
I’ll think very well of you