It's late

Time for bed

So I sit, and wait

For that gin and tonic

To go to your head

I know

It's a devious plan

But it's the only way that I know

To get those big bad car keys

Out of your hand

You know

That I remain a gentle man

But even so

There's only so much

A gentleman can stand

Sleep with me

Oh sleep with me tonight

My cards are on your table

My dreams are in your bed

If I was able

I'd be there instead