Sippin' on the wine glass she's holdin' tight
Doing anything to make her feel alright
And the bottle's almost gone
Reachin' for a Marlboro behind her bed
Cries a little more and puts it down instead
And dials up my phone
Ain't no telling what she's stirring up inside of her little head
And this is what she says:
Baby, I can't do this
Can you please just get me through this tonight?
It's 2 A.M., I'm all alone
And you already picked up the telephone
And I was hoping you could make me smile
And you could stay for a little while
Well, I know what you want, it's a night full of sin
I bet the door's unlocked and I could walk right in
Pretty as a picture, put you up on the wall
Well, I gotta skip town real early in the morning
Singing these songs for another sad girl, yeah,
That I can't tell no
All I know is that I ain't sleepin' in my own bed
And this is what she says:
Baby, I can't do this
Can you please just get me through this tonight?
It's 2 A.M., I'm all alone
And you already picked up the telephone
And I was hoping you could make me smile
And you could stay for a little while
SOLO
And she says:
Baby, I can't do this
Can you please just get me through this tonight?
It's 2 A.M., and I'm all alone
And you already picked up the telephone
And I know that you could make me smile
So baby, stay for a little while
