david allan coe
lost
She's just a tear I used to cry long before we said good bye Now she's just a lady that I used to know When the bottle took her place she was a mirror I had to face And a dream I dared to dream some time ago  I lost her eyes to a whole bunch of Pena Coladas After a few margaritas I took all the blame For drinking Manhattans at tree in the morning I lost her Between the vodka and gin and the beer and champagne  I lost her lips late one night on a strawberry daiquiri Jack Daniels, whiskey and rum couldn't help me that time I lost her arms and her hands to a glass of tequila I lost her heart and her soul to a bottle of wine  I lost a bet that our love would last forever Sloe gin and tonic was making my heart hard to find With two bloody Mary's I ran out of vodka this morning Losing my chances of drinking her off of my mind