So many times I think of you, I’m just an old damn fool
Wasted nights all alone, my name’s on this bar stool
When the brain is numb from the rum
When the booze gives me the blues
That’s what I think of when I drink about you

Sent Long Islands to our table on a July afternoon
Was our first date, tried to impress you but you hit the little girl’s room
Could have drown found you face down in that porcelain stool
That’s what I think of when I drink about you

Bridge:
I recall our little rendezvous it was all inclusive too
We drank a week in a day in Rio had no clue
When we made a toast when we were toast,
thought love’s forever true
That’s what I think of when I drink about you

A little hard of thinking, back here drinking in Rio in our old room
They still have that Elvis Presley guy, he’s still singing Love Me True
Sometime I wish I wouldn’t have met ya,
but the booze taste so much better
That’s what I think of, you’re what I think of
That’s what I think of when I drink about you

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