I got one minute left for one more song
But the manager here says this tune can't be too long
You know I'd like to play another hour more
But they're starting to sweep up and they're showing folks the door

Now there's half a minute left to try to persuade
You to tip the wait staff and the musicians who have played
You can buy your girl a CD and a t-shirt, that'll impress her
And we got beer koozies she'll always treasure

But ah, it's too late now, he's giving me the look
Here comes the look
I'm leaving, okay