I Down This Bottle Of Wine,
I Don't Know How To Feel But
I Don't Mind The Buzz
As The Night Moves Slow You
Look More And More Like Someone I Could
Love Tonight
Without The Fuzz

And The Feelings
I Don't Know You've Been There
I Don't Think I Can Go There Again

Don't Analyze Me
There No Apparent Link Between
The Day He Said He'd Leave
And My

Reacurring Dreams
And How I Just Can't Sleep
Unless I've Had A Drink Or Five

On These Feelings
I Don't Know If You've Been There
I Don't Think I Can Go There Again
Oh These Feelings
I Don't Know If You've Been There
But I Don't Think I Can Go There Again

I Down This Bottle Of Wine,
I Don't Know How To Feel But
I Don't Mind The Buzz.