Yes baby, I’ve been drinkin’ [bad word] 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
 [bad word] 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)