I’m Sorry But Goodnight
R. Stevie Moore
I'm sorry but goodnight
I can't keep up the fight
That it's taking to win at 3:30 AM
I've run out of coffee and pills
I'm sorry but goodnight
My eyes are shutting tight
Though I yearn just to learn
When you walk in the door
I would french on your navel
And dance on the table
With rapture I surely would reap
If I just wouldn't fall asleep