(Billy Mize)



Not long ago you held our baby's bottle

But the one you're holding now's a different kind

You just sit and wait to be somebody's baby

And it all depends on who will buy the wine.



Whoever sets 'em up and tips the waitress

Your kind of love just might as well be blind

You'll never know whose lips you'll soon be kissing

And it all depends on who will buy the wine.



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The kind of life you're living since you've left me

I'm sure it's not the life you thought you choosed

That honky tonky world is not so flashy

Bright lights and blues is all it really knows.



Whoever sets 'em up and tips the waitress

Your kind of love just might as well be blind

You'll never know whose lips you'll soon be kissing

And it all depends on who will buy the wine...