It's been awhile, and looking back
I keep losing track of how long it's been
And who left who again, and since when
The little hand is on the one
And I have just begun to suck on a lime
And start learning to tell time
I started feeling low a beer ago
And in about a gin and tonic or two
I'll be a blue hawaiin away from crying for you
Two martinis from now it won't matter much anyhow
I started to overflow two martinis ago
I couldn't last one gimlet more
But I've still got time for a sob and a sigh
And one more whisky and rye just went by
The little hand is on the two
I wonder what I'll do if it gets to three
How many teardrops will that be?
I bow my head and pray to be ok
And in a half a manhattan or so
I'll have two our fathers and one bloody mary to go
Two martinis hence it might start to make some sense
I unsealed my fate one fifth of bourbon too late
The little hand is on the three
How many teardrops will it be
Till I collapse and your memory's under wraps?
There's so much getting through to catch up to
I'm still four white russians behind
I feel a Jim Beam shining on me
I might be losing my mind
In a teardrop or two it'll be time to get over you
And I'll figure out just how two martinis from now