Saratoga

There's an old man in a parking lot off Main Street He's tipping back the bottle till it's dry He'll drink until the forties are all emptied Then he'll turn around and find some more to buy Well I wonder what has brought him to such excess But I wouldn't stop him even if I could You wouldn't if you saw that blank expression Sometimes a little poison can be good Saratoga, don't ya know that I'm never comin' home? Saratoga, don't ya know I'm movin' on? Now I show up to this bar most every Tuesday And the barman pulls my bottle off the shelf And I guess there really ain't nothin' to say It's better than just drinking by myself When I'm alone, I tend to be quite self destructive I'd drink until my head would hit the floor I'd drink until the glasses were all emptied And then I'd probably drink a little more Saratoga, don't ya know that I'm never comin' home? Saratoga, don't ya know I'm movin' on? Well they say if you love something, set it free But that saying never meant that much to me Cause I'm holding on with everything I've got And I'll keep it there until my arms drop This world is full of people who confuse you You only should believe in what you see So I'm drinking with my buddies like we used to And if you're around then have a drink with me Saratoga, don't ya know that I'm never comin' home? Saratoga, don't ya know I'm movin' on? I'm singing all these sentimental songs Til someone comes and turns the jukebox off And I'm staring down a bottle filled with pain(t) I'm drinking till I see the light of day I'm ordering another shot of whiskey And I sink into that bottle like a ship The old man from the lot is drinking with me It might seem odd, but that's just how it is Saratoga, don't ya know that I'm never comin' home? Saratoga, don't ya know I'm movin' on? Saratoga, don't ya know that I'm never comin' home? Saratoga, don't ya know I'm movin' on?