Daddy always said.."You ain't looking at the mantle when you are poking the fire."
Everybody sing along:
Well, the girls all get prettier at closing time,
Yeah they all begin to look like movie stars.
Oh, the girls all get prettier at closing time,
It's when a change starts taking place,
That puts a glow on every face,
Of the falling angels of the back street bars.
(EXCEPT FOR HER!)