Yes baby, i’ve been drinkin’
Shouldn’t come by anymore
But i found myself in trouble darlin’
And i have no place else to go.
I got some whiskey, from a bottle
Got some cocaine, from a friend
And i had to keep on movin’ darlin’
Till i was back in your arms again.
And i’m guilty, i am guilty
And i’ll be guilty for the rest of my life
How come i’m never gonna do
What i’m supposed to do
Seems like everything i do
Never turns out right
That’s how it is with me darlin’
You know i just can’t stand myself
But it takes a whole lot of medicine darlin’
For me to pretend that i’m somebody else.
(written by randy newman)