can t tell if i drink because she bitches or if she bitches because i drink well the hardest parts are the hard times but i hear that they dont last the best of the free life is still yet to come keep the past in the past the present is unpleasant lord it goes by way to fast and the future s looking blurry through the bottom of the glass chorus we go round and round up and down till neither of us can think can t tell if i drink because she bitches or if she bitches because i drink well if i can get off of this bar stool i m going to give her a piece of my mind lord knows that i love that lady and i know i can be unkind i had it all planned out in my head like some shakesperian play i walked home through the door open wide forgot what i had to say chorus we go round and round up and down till neither of us can think can t tell if i drink because she bitches or if she bitches because i drink well you think one day i d get a clue be a stand up kind of guy instead i wind up flat on my back and i can t tell you why besides i bet that she d get bored needin something to keep her in check she hits me up with a lecture and i just hit the deck chorus we go round and round up and down till neither of us can think can t tell if i drink because she bitches or if she bitches because i drink can t tell if i drink because she bitches or if she bitches because i drink