I woke up late this morning
 I pulled myself right out of bed
 Right outside my window
 The rain was fallin' hot as lead
 
 So I drank a pint of rum
 Till it rushed up to the top of my head
 Then lookin' kinda pale
 I drank a glass of ale again
 
 Lift a toast to the past
 Drink to the future at last
 Then fill another glass
 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
 
 Now runnin' through the streets
 Lookin' for some hospitality
 I found the nearest inn
 And I had a fifth of gin sent to me
 
 When I saw a small dispute
 Over girls of ill repute, naturally
 Then the lights went out
 And I took a subtle hint to leave
 
 Lift a toast to the past
 Drink to the future at last
 Then fill another glass
 'Cause it's comin' up much too fast
 
 Can you feel it
 Can you feel it at all?
 Can you feel it
 Can you feel it at all?
 
 Sittin' on a fence
 Breaking your defense for affection
 Watchin' every move
 Though you haven't got a clue or suspicion
 
 You know you're looking fine
 But you're thinkin' there's some kind of connection
 You're asking is that all
 Lookin' through a crystal ball for direction
 
 Lift a toast to the past
 Drink to the future at last
 Then fill another glass
 'Cause it's comin' on much too fast
 
 Can you feel it
 Can you feel it at all?
 Can you feel it
 Can you feel it at all?
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