Not long ago you held our babies bottle
But the one your holding now is a different kind
You just sit and waite to be some bodys baby
And it all depends on who will buy the wine
Who ever sets them up and tips the waittress
Your kind of love just might as well be blind
You'll never know who's lips you'll soon be kissing
And it all depends on who will buy the wine
Your kind of life you live, since you left me
I'm sure it's not the life, you thought you chose
That honky tonky world is not so flashey
Bright lights and booz is all it really knows