Loudon Wainwright III - Nocturnal Stumblebutt lyrics

rate me

Well it's 3am, and so I creep

Around the house 'cause you're asleep

I can't sleep, I gotta smoke

I think I left some in my coat

No they're not there, but there's a chance

I left some in a packet in my pants

Bumped into the table, just below the belt

If you were a man baby you'd know how that felt

Just one thing I don't want to do

And that one thing is to wake up you

My hands are shaking, my brow it is damp

Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp

Bumped into the chair, knocked over the lamp

Sure I know where some cigarettes are

But it's too cold outside to go to the car

I know this habit of mine, it's gotta be fed

I'm gonna get down I'm gonna scrounge around under the

Bed

Under the bed, down on the floor

Up on top baby I can hear you snore

Snore baby... oooh

Snore baby... oooh

Eureka! I'm in luck

I found some matches and a crumpled butt

And just to show I love you

I'm not gonna look for an ashtray baby, I'm gonna use

Your shoe!