Fix Me a Drink Bartender
Fix me a drink, bartender.
I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try
I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home
A diner; a truck stop gas station.
Drinking black coffee for days
She was the closest to heaven
that I’d get with my evil ways
I wish that our love was affection
and hadn’t been anger and spite
For now that she’s missing and I’m reminiscing
Regret is all I’ve got tonight
Fix me a drink, bartender.
I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try
I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home
When you grow fond of your lover,
you’ll figure there always is time
But time’s constant movement is priceless
and the future don’t promise a dime
So fill up my empty glass quickly
before it flows over with regret
You empty yourself of a person
and you end up some dark silhouette
Fix me a drink, bartender.
I need something hard for my hurt
No matter how hard I try
I just can’t deny
My baby’s a long way from home
Copyright © 2007 Mike Vasas. All Rights Reserved.