© 1993 Neal Gladstone

 

I'm in here drinkin Cause I in here thinkin

Bout you out there cheatin on me

And in this cunundrum I find myself wonderin

How I could have been so naive

 

My friends gave me warnin but I just ignored em

I wore my poor heart on my sleeve

I guess only cupid could make me so stupid

And blind as a damn fool can be

 

CHORUS

So hey ho set em up Joe,

And pour me another surprise

And I'll be contented to sit here fermented

And curse you till the day that I die

 

Verse 2

Now I've had my share of pain and despair

Now I've had my portion of pain and misfortune

But I never felt this low before

And in this condition I find myself wishin

I could fall through the cracks in the floor

 

And when I get sober sometime next October

I might wander back to this bar

And drain the place empty and toast to the memory

Of what a cruel devil you are

 

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