A toast to the last of the dying breed They're crawling back to bed They're falling back to sleep A chill touches the back of your neck Who'd call by at this hour Who's standing out my step?
Alright, we tried to help Alright, we tried to help So pull back the covers tonight
I mean, correct me if I'm wrong That end was meant for you Since before you were born So here's to the last of the dying breed They're crawling back to bed They're falling back to sleep
Alright, we tried to help Alright, we tried to help
The shift's up and you've got no act loosen up those muscles and straighten up that back
Alright, we tried to help Alright, we tried to help So pull back the covers tonight
A toast to the last of the dying breed They're crawling back to bed They're falling back to sleep A toast to the last of the dying breed They're crawling back to bed They're falling back to sleep Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
