Only dogs are out on the streets
See there’s no-one else here but me
All the bars are closed, so I’ll follow my nose
To the hotel I’m still calling home

Where the man on the night desk is a friend
To ev’ry broken heart on the mend
Still he looks so tired ev’ry time I enquire
Is there a message for me from a friend?

So I’ll sing for you
One more lullaby
I’ll sing for you, that crazy old song
Yes I’ll sing for you one more lullaby
Though it always came out wrong

It’s a long, long road to your door
And I wonder who sleeps on your floor now
Hell I’d come straight home
And I’d promise to roam no more

With grateful thanks to Peter Helmer (for verse 3) and Rob Hollyoak