| There’s just time for another |
| Could down me another one |
| When I’m leaving with the others |
| Going home sweet home, surprise someone |
| Put my key into the front door |
| Keeping quiet but I’m drunk |
| When I’m creeping up the old stairs |
| Stepping over the one, the one that’s done |
| Now my head is starting spinning |
| Spinning round and round |
| Could be you with a man in our bed |
| Or it could be the wine, surprise |
| There’s still time for another |
| Could down me another one |
| But while I’m leaving with the others |
| No home sweet home, surprise no one |
| Throw my keys into the river |
| Singing louder than a drunk |
| And while we’re sleeping on the old stairs |
| Staying up 'till its sun, down another one |
| Now my head is starting spinning |
| Spinning round and round |
| Could be you with a man in our bed |
| Or it could be the wine, surprise |
| There’s still time for another |
| Could down me another one |
| When I’m leaving with the others |
| Going home sweet home, surprise no one |