Who Will Buy The Wine?

The kind of life your living since you left me
I’m sure it’s not the life you thought you chose
That honky-tonky world is not so flashy
Bright lights and booze is all it really knows

Not long ago you held our baby’s bottle
But the one you’re holding now’s a different kind
And you'd never know whose lips you’d soon be kissing
For it all depends on who will buy the wine

Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress
Your kind of love just might as well be blind
You sit and wait to be somebody’s baby
And it all depends on who will buy the wine

[Instrumental Break]

Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress
Your kind of love just might as well be blind
You sit and wait to be somebody’s baby
And it all depends on who will buy the wine