This is the bar I come to when I drink
This is my glass, covered with fingerprints
Now I don't get rowdy, go causing street fights
But I've been know to sing showtunes under the streetlights
When I drink, it's about you I think
You, like the moon, could drive a woman mad
You drove me to this place, now they're calling me a cab
Because all the pretty faces are starting to blur
I must look like the happiest girl in the world
When I drink, it's about you I think
Every barroom love ends like it begins
Over drinks, one or two, too many rounds
Not much at all, a few inches of liquid
That's all it takes for a person to drown
Sometime last week, sobriety on loan
I vowed I wouldn't write you, and I swore I'd never phone
But now I'd like to call you and check you're all right
But I don't know where you are spending your nights
When I drink, it's about you I think
When I drink, it's about you I think
Writer(s): Sylvie Lewis
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