I'm dying tomorrow
  This house, this street, Chicago
  I'm dying tomorrow
  Did I do it right
  Did I remember to sleep in
  Take lots of pills
  Commit irreversible sins
  Did I at least try to kiss the prettiest girl
  At the right time
  Did I remember to keep your beer as full as mine
  Did I remember to say cheers
  Did I rat least try to make sure everybody had a good time
  Had the best time
  Did I remember to stay up late
  Drinking for the fun
  Singing for the taste
  Did I run outside to kiss the rain
  Under electrical skies
  I'm dying tomorrow
  This house, this street, Chicago
  I'm dying tomorrow
  Did I do it right