Memories and drinks don`t mix too well.
Jukebox records don`t play those wedding bells.
Lookin` at the world through the bottom of a glass,
All I see is a man who`s fading fast.
Tonight I need that woman again.
What I`d give for my baby to just walk in.
Sit down beside me and say: It`s alright.
Take me home and make sweet love to me tonight.
But here I am again, mixin` misery and gin.
Sittin` with all my friends and talkin` to myself.
I look like I`m havin` a good time but any fool can tell,
That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya` feel like hell.
I light a lonely woman`s cigarette,
We both start talkin` `bout what we want to forget.
Her life story and mine are the same.
We both lost someone and only have ourselves to blame.
But here I am again, mixin` misery and gin.
Sittin` with all my friends and talkin` to myself.
I look like I`m havin` a good time but any fool can tell,
That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya` feel like hell.