Buffalo Tom - It's You Lyrics
There's no time - a few hours to sleepJust drive 'til tomorrowHere I go - my drunk tank's on emptyI've run low on sorrowOne last demon drop is all that's left from our last tripAnd that is the taste of you, of youAuld Lang Syne you're drunk all the timeSing happy new yearHere's my crime: dried up twists of limeIs all we have left hereBut if I've had just one thing thatCould tranquilize my mind - it's all in a drinkOf you, of youOh little one it's you, it's youAre you Jean of Arc or Marie Antoinette?Did you come here to remember or to forgetAs silly as it seems it only happens when I dreamAll at one time of you, of youThe truth is in your teethBecause your smile's beyond beliefAnd all that is true of you, of you(c) 1994 Scrawny Music, BMI