When he staggered out of the bar, he was 'three sheets to the wind'.
We used 'sheets' to protect the furniture when we painted.
He slid between the 'sheets' and went to sleep.
(..) Well, the way I hear it, seems she run out on a perfectly good cake. # Riot in the streets # # The touch beneath the sheets # # It's only gonna make you love me more # # The cops, they got the guns # # The night destroys the sun # # It's only gonna make you (..)2002 Sweet Home Alabama