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
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Rob Heerdink Department of Pharmacoepidemiology &
E.R.Heerdink@far.ruu.nl Pharmacotherapy, Utrecht University
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