Yes, baby
I been drinkin'
And I shouldn't come by, I know
But I found myself in trouble
And I had nowhere else to go
I got some whisky
From a barman
Some bad news
From a friend
I'm gonna keep on movin'
'Til I'm in your arms again
Guilty
Baby, I'm guilty
I'll be guilty
All the rest of my life
How come I never do
What I'm supposed to do?
How come nothin' that I try to do ever turns out right?
But you know
How it is with me, baby
There were times, I just can't stand myself
It takes a whole lot of medicine, darlin'
For me to pretend I'm somebody else
Thank you
