It's bed or the bottle as the clock ticks on and on
Midnight now, before you know, it's the coming of the dawn
My baby dreams, all night it seems, but I just can't seem to quit
If it's bed or the bottle, to the bottle I'll commit
The passing day has faded, and the glasses have run dry
But I won't be dissuaded, I'm not ready to say goodbye
So here I am, a choice to make: another glass of red
And save your breath, for goodness sake, 'cuz I won't go to bed
While my bed would offer shelter, I guess I can't resist
It's the bottle every time, Ya know I just can't call it quits
It's bed or the bottle, it's a simple choice I know
But the night seems to slip away until that rooster crows
Bed or the bottle, the last drop is now gone
It's the bottle for me, and tonight you'll see that I ain't got a yawn
Pop the cork and pour it out, I don't have time to waste
I'm drinking and I'm thinking about how much I like the taste
I sit and I contemplate what was and is to be
Because right now I have the bottle, and the bottle it has me
While my bed would offer shelter, I guess I can't resist
It's the bottle every time, I just can't call it quits
While my bed would offer shelter, I know I can't resist
It's the bottle every time, I just can't call it quits
It's so late, it's early, well, where's the time all gone?
Although the sun is waking, the curtains are still drawn
I pass the cup up to my lips and spill some on my shirt
And reach for the bottle because one more glass can't hurt
My eyes start getting heavy, they are sinking like a stone
I think I'll fall asleep right here, I'll fall asleep alone
Until my baby wakes and shakes me, sleeping in the den"Good morning, honey" I tell her"I couldn't sleep again""Good morning, honey" I tell her"I couldn't sleep again"