I shouldn't have driven

You shouldn't have driven - but we got there

Had a good time, so we left the car

And the cabby was from a war-zone

We were glad he was driving us home

I was gladder of some movement

You took it on, you took it on board

I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"



If this isn't love it's very close

Can you hear the world is waking up?

Can we be crazy for a few more years?

Have I got them in me?



Bought myself one of those keyboard axes

Wanted to get out and dance away from the piano

That could have been the beginning of the end

If I wasn't already in the middle

The crowd was confused - and then they cheered

My career it was back on track

I was relieved, full of love for the people

I said "Thank you, each and every one of you,

For loving me at my worst"



If this isn't love it's very close

Can you hear the world is waking up?

Can we be crazy for a few more years?

Have I got them in me?



All you bright and middle-aged things

Attending your sons and daughters

Spare a thought for me out here with the kids

To hell with your bricks and mortar



It's you and me and the Holy Ghost

On the road to dawn heading down the coast

We're better sorry than safe when you count the cost

Mmm sorry than safe when you count the cost



There's a bar out east called Scrum

Only red wine and the finest of cigars

And if we leave now we'll still get in

You can find yourself a young consort

Writers of unpopular fiction are trying to drink more

Than bikies who've all left their beards at the door

You'll drink all the wine and smoke your cigar

And say "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst"



If this isn't love it's very close

Can you hear the world is waking up?

Can we be crazy for a few more years?

Have I got them in me