She took advantage of intoxicated handsand he pretended to be asleepbut underneath the blanketstheir legs linked like a chainNow come tomorrow morninghow will you explain?Was it that whiskey talkingor is it your heartthat made you say I love you to meas you held me in your armsand you’ll have the explinationfor that, what has come aboutI loved you, seven long yearsand now, that you found me outjust get outI was just like the othersI wanted to be moreShame it took that whiskey babyto bring me to your dooryou’ll have the explinationsfor that what has come aboutwhen I loved you seven long yearsmy boy andnow that you found me outJust get out