(Don't Be) Down and Out

(Mmm, c'mon)

You feeling down?

Well, let’s go out

Get you some whisky

It's my shout

I’ve asked Sarah to bring her dancin’ shoes

The jukebox, playin’ The Fishin' Blues

Don’t be down and out

You feelin’ low?

C'mon, let’s go

Just walk the dogs

Go to a show

No need to press your linen suit

Get on that shirt and slide on a boot, c’mon

Don’t be down and

Don’t be down and out

Your face is pale

Your eyes are red

I saw several wine bottles

Under your bed

You need a break from this wretched den

Not a matter of why, its a matter of when, uh-huh

Don’t be down and

Don’t be down and out

Don’t be down and out

Looking so tired

Looking so sad

We gotta hit the town real bad

Looking so wretched

All outstretched

Get out of bed right now

Mary gonna bring her loaded cards

Jerry broke outta the exercise yard

The girl in the back’s got a wide-brimmed hat

Boogie is deep and the dog is fat

Everyone on the couch is eating your food

The cat just shouted, "Kalamazoo!"

We’re well under the after hours

Let’s hit the road, the night is ours

Don’t be down and

Don’t be down and

Don’t be down and out