It's late
  Time for bed
  So I sit, and wait
  For that gin and tonic
  To go to your head
    I know
  It's a devious plan
  But it's the only way that I know
  To get those big bad car keys
  Out of your hand
    You know
  That I remain a gentle man
  But even so
  There's only so much
  A gentleman can stand
  Sleep with me
  Oh sleep with me tonight
    My cards are on your table
  My dreams are in your bed
  If I was able
  I'd be there instead