She didn't warn me the way she said she would she
didn't say goodbye
I'd like to cheer my aching heart if I could I'd
like to know the reason why
What part of my life she couldn't buy but I'll
have a drink and then I'll cry
So put a nipple on my bottle bartender warm my
whiskey and be a baby's frined
A baby can't cry and tonight when I get high I'm
gonna be a baby again
Go ahead and laugh at me if you want to my friend
I'm in misery
This second child who won't cause my pain to
end
And I suppose that child could see that it won't
bring her back to me
But it might help to some degree
So put a nipple on my bottle bartender...
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