| Yes, baby, I been drinkin' |
| And I shouldn't come by, I know |
| But I found myself in trouble, darlin' |
| And I had nowhere else to go |
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| I got some whiskey from the barman |
| And some cocaine from a friend |
| And I just had to keep on movin', darlin' |
| Till I was back in your arms again |
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| Oh, now I'm guilty, yes, I'm guilty |
| And I'll be guilty all the rest of my life |
| How come I never do what I'm supposed to do? |
| How come nothing I try to do ever comes out right? |
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| Well, you know how it is with me, baby |
| I just can't stand myself |
| It takes a whole lot of medicine, darlin' |
| For me to pretend that I'm somebody else |
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