Going into town to raise a ruckus Got fifty dollars to my worthless name Don't care if the sun come up tomorrow Tonight I gotta try to ease the pain I'll drink, drink, and wake up in the gutter Find a table in the darkest corner There I'll sit and whistle lonesome tunes I'm looking for a face with lines of worry Who's sick of wasting time on brainless goons I'll drink, drink, and wake up in the gutter Honey, it feels good to be so hollow Nothing left inside but twelve cheap beers Put a nickel in that dusty jukebox And waltz alone into the pit of tears Drink, drink, and wake up in the gutter How come you don't never say you hate me? I see that venom dripping from your fangs If you wanna kill me dear, just kill me You could be the belle of a woman's chain gang Drink, drink, and wake up in the gutter