My Wallet Is Empty (But My Pint Glass Is Full)

The lights are coming on The neon signs are going to sleep Alaine says get out it’s nearly 4 in the morning My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full The night has escaped one more time And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind My friends are long gone They left one by one out the door I could have gone home with them hours before But I didn’t My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full The night has escaped one more time And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind My head is in a drunken waltz spinning circles round the floor Don’t know how to find my words I’m slurring like a singer in an old country band My wallet is empty but my pint glass is full The night has escaped one more time And all that I know is I’m down to my very last dime I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t mind