Yes, baby, I been drinkinâ
And I shouldnât come by I know
But I found myself in trouble
And I had nowhere else to go
Got some whisky from the barman
Got some cocaine from a friend
I just had to keep on movinâ
Til I was back in your arms again
Guilty, baby Iâm guilty
And Iâll be guilty the rest of my life
How come I never do what Iâm supposed to do
How come nothinâ that I try to do ever turns out right?
You know, you know how it is with me baby
You know, I just canât stand myself
And it takes a whole lot of medicine
For me to pretend that Iâm somebody else
