I got the barstool blues baby how about you
I got the barstool blues baby how about you
It's 2 'o clock in the morning and
I can't even find my shoes
Another empty glass later
I've made a fool to my name
Another empty glass later
I've made a fool to my name
Jumble jumble and I'm
Stumbling round this place
I pick up my head try to stop feeling blue you know its lonely in this place without you
Get back home to my baby
And try to make things right
With you
I stumble to the cab tell the driver where to go I've hit rock bottom and I've gone too low
Too too low
But when I walk in the door
I see my baby with another man