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Lyricist: Gene Simmons
Lyrics:
Well I had a gal that couldn't be true Spent? all my money and left me?so?blue Tried? to tell?her she was doing me wrong Leave?ol' daddy-o here oh all alone Someday honey you'll understand How? to appreciate a real true man, yeah!
Drinkin'? wine A little bourbon too Runnin'? round‚ that's all you ever do Hold my hand‚ say I'm your man I love you baby Can't you understand?
Well? I saw you runnin' round the other night Eyes bugged out‚ you looked like sight The guy you was with he looked real mean A kind of fella I'd never seen The lights in the joint were turned down low Heard you whisper 'You're my daddy-o', yeah!
Drinkin' wine A little bourbon too Runnin' round, that's all you ever do Hold my hand‚ say I'm your man I love you baby Can't you understand?
Well I sit in the booth real close to you Sipping long and slow on my bottle of brew Jukebox is playing a sad, sad song Entitled 'Baby, You're Doin' Me Wrong' I left the joint walkin' slowly home Heard a voice sayin' 'Gal's done wronged' Here she comes a-knockin' on my door See you've found me reachin' for my old forty-four‚ yeah!
Drinkin' wine A little bourbon too Runnin' round, that's all you ever do Hold my hand, say I'm your man I love you baby Can't you understand?
Drinkin' wine A little bourbon too Runnin' round, that's all you ever do Hold my hand, say I'm your man I love you baby Can't you understand?
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