Last call comes too early
For the late night, neon crowd
They soak up the burbon
And order another round
At the the 7 and 7s that the ladies love to love
They'll stay for another drink
The one they're dreaming of
But in the cold harsh light of morning
There's only one thing on my mind
Please open the bar on time
Heavens it's eleven and my mouth is feeling dry
Please open the bar on time
They tell me it's the weekend
But all days start the same
I look into the mirror and wonder who's to blame
For the 7s and the 7 lonely hours that i been
Wishing and waiting for the beer to flow again
But in the cold harsh light of morning
There's only one thing on my mind
Please open the bar on time
I don't mind at all if I don't hear last call
But dear god please open the bar on time
She said you've got a problem
I told her she was right
The bar is only open afternoon and every night
But at 6 a.m. or 7
There's something I need more than her
A drink
Heavens it's eleven and my mouth is feeling dry
Please open the bar on time
Idon't mind at all if I don't hear last call
But dear god please open the bar on time
