| The night was black with thunder | |
| The streets were wet with rain | |
| Another day goes under | |
| A little bourbon will take the strain | |
| And i'm waiting for my take-home french fries | |
| She smiled and said 'take me away' | |
| We always laughed but i think she means it | |
| But i'm dreaming my life away | |
| Loving you | |
| Loving you the way that i do | |
| The weekend cars are leaving | |
| In a spray of wind and sound | |
| The bar-talk, make believing | |
| And the drinks go easy down | |
| It's back to the all-night take-away | |
| She says 'here comes the man of my dreams' | |
| We always laugh but i think she means it | |
| And i'm spending my time | |
| Just loving you | |
| Loving you the way that i do |