Yeah Babe, well I've been drinking

And I shouldn't come by, no

But I found myself in trouble darling

And I had nowhere else to go

Well I got some whisky from the barman

Well i got some cocaine from my friends

And I gotta keep on, keep on moving babe

'til I'm back in your arms again

That's why I'm guilty, yes I'm guilty

And I'll be guilty for the rest of my time

I tell my babe how come I never do

What I'm supposed to do?

And how come everything I try never turns out right?

You know how is with my babe

You know I just can't stand myself

And it takes a whole lot of medicine

For me to pretend that I'm somebody else

I guess I'm guilty