Wine, Women And Loud Happy Songs

Look at me now, ain't I sight?

Eyes bloody red, face puffy white

Hair tangled up and wrinkled old clothes

I'm a living example of a big overdose of

Wine, women and loud happy songs

I had all three but none lasted long

The women ran off, I drank all the wine

And the songs died away when I ran out of dimes

It's strange how the wine works on a fool

It seeps through his mind, leaves him glued to the stool

Women leave you wishing you'd just never been

But the songs makes you happy, soon you're searching again for

Wine, women and loud happy songs

I had all three but none lasted long

The women ran off, I drank all the wine

And the songs died away when I ran out of dimes