Ouh.

Honey, the party, it went away quickly
But oh that's the trouble with ticking and talking.
I lick the ice cubes from your empty glass.
Oh, we've stayed much too late till they're cleaning the ashtrays

Do you have change or a button or cash?
Oh, my pockets hang out like two surrender flags.
Oh, but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean.
I'm keeping my eyes on the exit sign steady now.