My window was still shut

Everything would have been different
If I’d not gone to the pub
Or, if after that first shot
I would’ve made a gracious stop

But the second one tasted better
And, all the quicker, went in
It is the golden flow of life
Drops of life on my chin

And ‘dahling’ became silly bitch
Slut slowly turned to whore
And with each following glass
My story roughened up more

Another glass? Please don’t bother
Just give the whole bottle to me
Bartender sobs: ‘please don’t drive’
Told her to shut up you see?

Bridge
I studied old languages
So of course I know it all
Guys with a degree can do anything
I can’t fall off my pedestal

Chorus
I know kid better not drive
Was I clever? Anything but
Turned my head away and puked
Alas my window was still shut

W25jun2016 Dutch
W22dec2019 English

Link to the music to follow later.

Enjoy!
Kind regards, Gus