But I wish you were here, Twisting my arm And bending my ear

We had one for sorrow, two for joy
Three for his old girl and four for the boys
Five for silver and six for gold
Then we lose control
So we leave his keys behind the bar
Because he’s too drunk to drive his car
We’re on the backseat of this taxi
And I don’t know where the hell we are
Re-Educating Rita – Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine