I hang my head down on Hollywood 

'Cause either way you look down it's just stars 

And I'm making my way down the Cherokee 

To get drunk in a bar 

And I know my friends, they worry about me 

I can see it written on their face 

Despite anything that I said before 

The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. 



I got a cold in my heart that the doctor can't feel 

He said "go get you a beer" 

But they don't let the sunshine come in here. 

Sha la. Sha la la la 



Where the hookers and thieves and the junkies play 

It's a circus round here for sure 

And I worry about how I'm fitting in 

If I only had her 

And I know my friends they worry about me 

I can see it written on their face 

But despite anything I might have said before, 

The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. 



Ain't it strange, I see your face in the window of a store 

Holding me back from throwing my bottles out at the cars 

Sha la. Sha la la la 



So hey there, Mrs. Samuels 

Hey Laura, I'm thinking of you 

Would you take an old drunk as-is 

If he was sweet to you 

And tomorrow, you'll probably give up on me 

I won't blame you, hell I'll celebrate 

'Cause despite anything you may have said to me