Morningleaver starts her day
Morningleaver's got her way: never stay
At a loss for clever entrance lines,
the room's just the same once you're in
Feeding from a trough of pins to truly test the strength of gin
Where do we begin, when you're already at the end?
The nightlife leaves us dead, the going-out turns you in
Woman, are you going home?
Packing up and going home?
Would it kill you (just once) to stick around for a while?
Break the rules, stay past dawn
Hang out with your clothes on
Get to know the day-time me
Do you always have to fucking leave?
Get to know the breakfast me
Do you always have to fuck and leave?
Woman, are you going home?