After Hours

How in the world will I make it to work in the morning?
I've been drinking since we clocked out and now it's 4am,
But they're such a generous couple, Alfredo and Pauline,
When they offer a late night session you don't want to offend.

The shutters come down,
And that's what they're for,
We don't want to invite in the law.

It's not often the case that we're forced to sacrifice the jukebox,
But the plug always has to be pulled on the quiz machine,
So you imbibe all you can cause you're partaking in something forbidden,
And time after time you'll wake up face down in the latrine.

We speak in hushed tones,
Dim down the lights,
We're staying after hours tonight.

Where am I now?
Where am I now?
Where am I now?
I don't remember a thing,
I don't remember, remember a thing.

Lord only knows what kind of poison I'm drinking,
I can't read the label,
So I'll just dance off my cares like Fred Astaire,
Up here on the table.

The shutters come down,
And that's what they're for,
We don't want to invite in the law,
Speak in hushed tones,
And dim down the lights,
We're staying after hours tonight.