Sleeping On The Floor Lyrics - Singles - Pink Spiders

Rocks and salt, a small umbrella and I'm fine 

But straight from the bottle might save me a little time 

I don't need no chaser, baby, I don't need no lime 

Are you there Jose? Is there no reason to your rhyme? 

Don't let this night ever end 

Don't let this bottle run dry 

Don't let this room spin around my head 

'Cause it's one shot, two shots, three shots, four 

We haven't had enough until we've had a little more 

It's 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 

We were swimming in tequila, now we're sleeping on the floor 

Lost and loaded, losing track of it tonight 

Maybe I got married, maybe I got in a fight 

But I saw the devil in a flashing neon light 

He said, "You'll be fine as long as you stick with me tonight" 

So don't let this night ever end 

Don't let this bottle run dry 

Don't let this room spin around my head 

'Cause it's one shot, two shots, three shots, four 

We haven't had enough until we've had a little more 

It's 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 

I think I'm watching television, I'm not really sure 

It's one shot, two shots, three shots, four 

My stinging ears are ringing, throat is burning, legs are sore 

It's 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 

We were swimming in tequila, now we're sleeping on the floor 

In the winter of my discontent, the darkest hour of my despair 

You hardly impaired double vision, I thought but wasn't sure 

That I saw you seated alone across a crowded room 

And as I approached what I thought had to be 

The most beautiful girl in the world 

Looking lonely and in need of quality conversation 

I realized it was not you, but actually 

A large cardboard cut-out of Joe Camel 

Holding a surfboard and I was ashamed 

So don't let this night ever end 

Don't let this bottle run dry 

Don't let this room spin around my head 

'Cause it's one shot, two shots, three shots, four 

We haven't had enough until we've had a little more 

It's 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 

I think I'm watching television, I'm not really sure 

It's one shot, two shots, three shots, four 

My stinging ears are ringing, throat is burning, legs are sore 

It's 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4 

We were swimming in tequila, now we're sleeping on the floor