Everybodys At The Bar Without Me by Joe Iconis Lyrics
[BADIA]
Ten PM, Baby’s alone
So baby puts a finger in the hole on the rotary phone
And dials a number, then another number
You’ve reached whoever, she’s not around
Leave a message at that horrifying sound
So I dial up a number, then another number
It really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no big thing
No, it don’t matter at all
It really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no big thing
No, I don’t care if they call
I’ll just roll up some smoke
And turn on the TV
‘Cause it’s very clear to see that
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Whatever, I don’t need ‘em
I’ll have fun by myself
Gonna take my shoes off
And my whiskey from the shelf
And have a good time
Gonna have a good time
Maybe the phoneline’s down
The internet’s whack
Maybe everybody’s out of town
And that’s why they’re not calling back
But I really don’t care
Really don’t care
Really don’t care
Really don’t care at all
That it’s 11 PM
It’s really not fair
Really not fair
Really not fair
Really not fair at all
I never do this to them
Now, I love everybody
I’m as weak as can be
And baby I can guarantee that
[ALL]
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
[BADIA]
Instead of sitting here
And drowning in my desperation
Boohoo, boohoo!
I’m gonna get my shit and split
Escape from my frustration
Boohoo, woohoo!
See I can find my own fun hon
Without a hesitation
I go where I want to
I don’t need no fuckin’ invitation
No, no
12 AM, the bar’s real loud
Haven’t spoken to anybody yet
‘Cause it’s just not my crowd
Just a bunch of losers
And who’d wanna talk to losers
It’s really no so
Really not so
Really not so
Really not so drag-ass
There’s other Saturday nights
And I see myself in
See myself in
See myself in
See myself in my glass
Somebody lower the lights
Guess I’ll go back to my place
Wonder how it can be
That everybody’s nice to my face
But nobody wants to face me
And it’s a goddamn disgrace
But it’s my reality
Somebody tell me honestly why
[ALL]
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Ten PM, Baby’s alone
So baby puts a finger in the hole on the rotary phone
And dials a number, then another number
You’ve reached whoever, she’s not around
Leave a message at that horrifying sound
So I dial up a number, then another number
It really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no big thing
No, it don’t matter at all
It really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no
Really ain’t no big thing
No, I don’t care if they call
I’ll just roll up some smoke
And turn on the TV
‘Cause it’s very clear to see that
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Whatever, I don’t need ‘em
I’ll have fun by myself
Gonna take my shoes off
And my whiskey from the shelf
And have a good time
Gonna have a good time
Maybe the phoneline’s down
The internet’s whack
Maybe everybody’s out of town
And that’s why they’re not calling back
But I really don’t care
Really don’t care
Really don’t care
Really don’t care at all
That it’s 11 PM
It’s really not fair
Really not fair
Really not fair
Really not fair at all
I never do this to them
Now, I love everybody
I’m as weak as can be
And baby I can guarantee that
[ALL]
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
[BADIA]
Instead of sitting here
And drowning in my desperation
Boohoo, boohoo!
I’m gonna get my shit and split
Escape from my frustration
Boohoo, woohoo!
See I can find my own fun hon
Without a hesitation
I go where I want to
I don’t need no fuckin’ invitation
No, no
12 AM, the bar’s real loud
Haven’t spoken to anybody yet
‘Cause it’s just not my crowd
Just a bunch of losers
And who’d wanna talk to losers
It’s really no so
Really not so
Really not so
Really not so drag-ass
There’s other Saturday nights
And I see myself in
See myself in
See myself in
See myself in my glass
Somebody lower the lights
Guess I’ll go back to my place
Wonder how it can be
That everybody’s nice to my face
But nobody wants to face me
And it’s a goddamn disgrace
But it’s my reality
Somebody tell me honestly why
[ALL]
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me
Everybody’s at the bar without me