Guilty - Randy Newman Yes baby, I've been drinking And I shouldn't come here, no more But I found myself in trouble, darling And I had nowhere else to go Got some whisky from a barman Got some cocaine from a friend I just had to keep on walking, baby 'Till I was back in your arms again I'm guilty Yes, I'm guilty And I'll be guilty for the rest of my life Why can't I ever do, what I'm supposed to do? Why can nothing, nothing ever turn out right? You know, you know how it is, baby You know, I can't take care of myself And it takes a whole lot of medicine For me to pretend that I'm somebody else -------------------------------------------------------------------- Rob Heerdink Department of Pharmacoepidemiology & E.R.Heerdink@far.ruu.nl Pharmacotherapy, Utrecht University -watch out where the huskies go, and don't you eat that yellow snow-