I shouldn't have driven You shouldn't have driven - but we got there Had a good time, so we left the car And the cabby was from a war-zone We were glad he was driving us home I was gladder of some movement You took it on, you took it on board I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"
If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up? Can we be crazy for a few more years? Have I got them in me?
Bought myself one of those keyboard axes Wanted to get out and dance away from the piano That could have been the beginning of the end If I wasn't already in the middle The crowd was confused - and then they cheered My career it was back on track I was relieved, full of love for the people I said "Thank you, each and every one of you, For loving me at my worst"
If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up? Can we be crazy for a few more years? Have I got them in me?
All you bright and middle-aged things Attending your sons and daughters Spare a thought for me out here with the kids To hell with your bricks and mortar
It's you and me and the Holy Ghost On the road to dawn heading down the coast We're better sorry than safe when you count the cost Mmm sorry than safe when you count the cost
There's a bar out east called Scrum Only red wine and the finest of cigars And if we leave now we'll still get in You can find yourself a young consort Writers of unpopular fiction are trying to drink more Than bikies who've all left their beards at the door You'll drink all the wine and smoke your cigar And say "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"
If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up? Can we be crazy for a few more years? Have I got them in me?