Sam Kinison - Steadier Footing

It's Gotten Late and Now I Want to Be Alone.
All of Our Friends Were Here, They All Have Gone Home.
And Here I Sit On the Front Porch,
Watching the Drunks Stumble Forth Into the Night.

You Gave Me a Heart Attack -- I Did Not See You There.
I Thought You Had Disappeared So Early Away From Here.
And This Is the Chance I Never Got
To Make a Move, But We Just Talk About...

The People We Have Met in the Last Five Years,
And Will We Remember Them in Ten More?
I Let You Bum a Smoke, You Quit This Winter Past.
I've Tried Twice Before, But Like This, It Just Will Not Last.