Lost Weekend

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam

And double pneumonia in a single room

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you



This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep

With ashtray clothes and miss lonelyheart's pen

With which I wrote for you a lovesong in tatoo

Upon my palm 'twas stolen from me when jesus took my hand



You see I I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces too easily



I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stained

My aim was to taboo you

Could we meet in the marketplace

Did I ever hey please did you wound my knees



You see I I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces



Yes it's too easy and there's nobody else to blame

Will I hang my head in a crying shame

There is nobody else to blame nobody else except my sweet self



Again it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam

Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears

That the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now

May I please laugh along



I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

And ashtray heart on my sleeve wounded knees

And my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm

You wrote upon me when you took my hand



You see I I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop me and I'll fall to pieces too easily