Are you holding up the jukebox with your last coin? Making love to the neon darlin', where the wires join And i keep stallin', until we've all been Brought around the side into my coffin Sleep until the sun's gone I begin to see the way inside Gimme whiskey in my hand Do you understand? The silver cup is cut in two And crying in the sand Have a sip of the latest fad now, bitter and cold Promises in a bottle that never grow old Would you want to drink it with me?