(On the last night of the year)
The crowds so strange, they storm Times Square
The countdown and the cheers
They'll freeze their a$$es off out there
But me I'll stay right here
They'll lift a glass to all that's past
And all it's supposed to be
I'll toss the Christmas cards and burn
The dried up Christmas tree
On the last night of the year
On the last night of the year
I'll make some resolutions now
Like shiny souvenirs
They'll wind up crumpled on the ground
Confetti and the beer
Beneath the quilt I pray my guilt
Will melt into the night
My weary eyes will search for signs
That I can make it right
On the last night of the year
On the last night of the year
I'll stir the coals and fan the flame
At Christmas time each year
They'll lift a wish and dim the rain
Hope no one can hear
I shake my head and climb in bed
Before the ball comes down
Then friendship went right down the drain
Auld the quaint will just be drowned
On the last night of the year
On the last night of the year