I said, I said I work in this closing time I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine My coat spoke smell, smoked whiskey and wine Fill up her lungs with the cold air of the night I walked her home and she took me inside Finished some Doritos in another bottle of wine I swear I'm gonna put you on this song, I'm right Wake up, now fuck up now She played my fiddle in Irish Spanish She fell in love with an English, Ooh, kissed their lives.