It's sinfully late and I'm sinfully drunk
I've sinfully spoken a whole lot of junk
but I'm sinfully happy with things as they are
I haven't yet fallen asleep
And I didn't do it, I really did not
go off to lose the one thing I've got;
the idea that I have, whatever that means
the chastity belt of a queen
And that ain't easy
with all these men everywhere
and all the love in the air
No that ain't easy
I'm sure gonna know all the day after lows
with pains and ills and neurotic chills
but I'm perfectly safe, thank God I am home
Thank God I'll be waking alone
And that ain't easy
when there are so many men
and I love all of them
No that ain't easy
with all these men everywhere
and all the love in the air
Yes it's hopelessly late and
I'm hopelessly gone
thank God I'll be waking,
thank God I'll be waking,
at least I'll be waking - alone