Annie and Alistair

Three pills in weekly compartments

How do three fill a one room apartment?

As we cast our vote

You light a roll-up under your coat

Spare time, amateur dramatics

From an old script we found in the attic

As we learn our lines

We're living it a day at a time

Sundays and Mondays with Annie and Alistair

Top of the twelfth step, a cross on the calendar

Steady and sober, talking it over

Are we all right now?

(Hmm, hmm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ah-ahh)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ah-ahh)

Late night, a comedy open mic

We head for the glow of the exit light

And miss the joke

Downing our Bacardi and Cokes

Sundays and Mondays with Annie and Alistair

Top of the twelfth step, we fall off the banister

Steady and sober, talking it over

Are we all right now?

(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ah-ahh)

And I thought I could help it, I thought I could hold it down

No one was closer to making the final round

Sat in a circle, a note in the journal

Are we alright now?

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Alright now

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Cross-dress, a face in the mirror ball

A hot mess, a rave in the dinner hall

We'll rise up and over the houses

And we won't look down