I'll give you my watch
For a fifth of scotch
If you don't make fun
'Cause it don't run
No better than I do
After six
Hey there, Mr. Bartender
Have a little pity on me
Times are rough
And the fuzz is tough
And I'm where I'm not supposed to be
I'll give you my watch
For a fifth of scotch
If you don't make fun
'Cause it don't run
No better than I do
After six
Hey there, Mr. Bartender
Lots of things are botherin' me
There's the hydrogen bomb
And Vietnam
And I'm out of cigarettes since three
I'll give you my stickpin
For a pint of gin
If you don't joke
'Cause the diamond's broke
And it don't shine
No better than I do
After six
Hey there, Mr. Bartender
You better get a grip on me
My pulse is slow
And I'm about to go
I need a little charity
I'll give you my shoes
For a glass of booze
If you won't tell
That they don't smell
No better than I do
After six