The Lady With The Braid

Would you care to stay till sunrise?
It's completely your decision
It's just that going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Going home is such a low and lonely ride
Would you hang your denim jacket
Near the poster by Picasso?
Do you sleep on the left side or the right?
Would you mind if I leave on the light?
Would you mind if it isn't too bright?
Now I need the window open
So if you happen to get chilly
There's this coverlet
My cousin hand-crocheted
Do you mind if the edges are frayed?
Would you like to unfasten my braid?
Shall I make you in the morning
A cup of home-made coffee?
I will sweeten it with honey and with cream
When you sleep
Do you have dreams?
You can read the early paper
And I can watch you while you shave
Oh God, the mirror's cracked
When you leave
Will you come back?
You don't have to answer that at all
The bathroom door is just across the hall
You'll find an extra towel on the rack
On the paisley-patterned papered wall
There's a comb on the shelf
I papered that wall myself
That wall myself...
Would you care to stay till sunrise?
It's completely your decision
It's just the night cuts through me
Like a knife, like a knife
Would you care to stay awhile
And save my life?
Would you care to stay awhile
And save my life?
I don't know what made me say that
I've got this funny sense of humour
You know I could not be downhearted
If I tried, if I tried
It's just that going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Going home is such a ride
Isn't going home a low and lonely ride?