Ya, I shouldn't come by I know
But I found myself in trouble, darlin'
And I had no place else to go
Got some whiskey from a bottle
Got some cocaine from a friend
And I had to keep on movin' babe
Till' I was back in your arms again
But I'm guilty, yes I'm guilty
And I'll be guilty all the rest of my life
How come I never do, what I'm supposed to do
Nothing I try to do ever turns out right
You know how it is with me baby,
You know I just can't stand myself
It takes a whole lot of medicine
For me to pretend that I'm somebody else
(from Takin My Time, 1973, written by Randy Newman)
