Would you care to stay ´til sunrise?
It´s completely your decision
It´s just that going home is such a ride, such a ride
Going home is such a ride

Going home is such a ride
Going home is a low and lonely ride

Would you hang your denim jacket
´Neath that poster of Picasso?
Do you sleep on the left side or the right, or the right?
Would you mind if I leave on the light?
Would you mind if it isn´t too bright?

Now I need the window open
So if you happen to get chilly
There´s this coverlet that my cousin hand-crocheted, hand crocheted
Do you mind if the edges are frayed?
Would you like to unfasten my braid?

Shall I make you in the morning

A cup of homemade coffee
I´ll sweeten it with honey and with cream
When you sleep
Do you have dreams?
You can read the early paper
And I can watch you while you shave
Oh God, the mirror´s cracked
When you leave
Will you come back?
You don´t have to answer that at all
The bathroom´s just across the hall
There´s an extra towel on the rack
And the paisley-patterned papered wall
There´s a comb on the shelf
I papered that wall myself
That wall myself

Would you care to stay ´til sunrise?

It´s completely your decision
It´s just the night cuts through me like a knife, like a knife
Would you care to stay a while and save my life?
Would you care to stay a while and save my life?

I don´t know what made me say that
I´ve got this funky sense of humour
You know I could not be downhearted if I tried, if I tried
It´s just that going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Isn´t going home, a long, lonely ride?
Isn´t going home, a low and lonely ride?
Isn´t going home, a low and lonely ride?