Running through the house, running down the stares,
she only has no cares, Almost there, almost there,

ready for the party, fixing up her hair,
he’s her only care, almost there, almost there,

getting in the car, he’s got a drink to share,
she refuses his drunken offer, almost there, almost there,

a sober princess, drunk driver, such a lovely pair,
going to a party, almost there, almost there,

what’s this? poor thing, he’s lost his seeming glare,
they run into a tree, almost there, almost there,

on the road, she sees no future, as she blankely stares,
as she’s lifted into the peaceful air, almost there, almost there.