Not so long ago, you held our baby´s bottle But the one you´re holding now is a different kind And you never know whose lips you´ll soon be kissing
Because it all depends on who will buy the wine
Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be blind And you never know whose lips you´ll soon be kissing And it all depends on who will buy the wine
The kind of life you´re living since you left me I´m sure is not the life you thought you chose Your honkytonking world is not so flashy Bright lights and booze is all it really knows
Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be blind You just sit and wait to be somebody´s baby