You should be stronger than me Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy 'Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy You've been here seven years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man? Not pale in comparison to who you think I am You

Down here I crow for you You crow for me Towing the line I watched the host drink all the wine Love is in the early mornings In the shadows under the trees Floating down from the rook array And now she rambles through the new of minds The old man is a

You can't mix angels and alcohol You can't blend whiskey with a good woman's love You can't change lonely with a bottle of wine I don't think God meant for them to get along When it takes control, you can't love no one at all They don't go together,

For me it ain't real It's fools gold There too many fools sold Not an excuse oh She sits home and dreams That her man will leave his mark on her hand He's not all he seems But she's seen a dress, she has the flowers planned

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbours were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs, so I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

Well just me and my wine Oh, well I'm down in the alley of sally And I'm feeling my way And it's four in the morning I don't have a lot I can say I know I'm looking for some satisfaction But there ain't much news

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

And all the wine is all for me I'm in a state, I'm in a state Nothing can touch us, my love I'm put together beautifully Big wet bottle in my fist Big wet rose in my teeth I'm a perfect piece of ass Like every Californian So tall I take over the street

Because the times are getting so hard All I can buy is beer and wine Please go out to Washington for me Since this recession I'm losing my baby, Yes, since this recession I'm losing my baby, Yes, I have to stop running around, Man, you know it's breaking