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Bottle By My Bed Lyrics by Sunny Sweeney


Sunny Sweeney Lyrics


All my friends are raisin' babies, I'm still raisin' Cain
They must think because I've waited that I don't want the same
Their days are spent changing diapers, they think mine are so exciting
Running off to where the light are so much brighter

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers
I only call my husband baby because I love the word
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts
Even give up these damned old cigarettes
If I could have a bottle by my bed

My only bedtime story is a People magazine
I'd rather be in a carpool lane than this big cold limousine
I'd trade every pair of high heel shoes for a high chair in the dining room
Don't even know you yet but I know I love you

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers
I only call my husband baby because I love the word
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts
Even give up these damned old cigarettes
If I could have a bottle by my bed

We wait, we wait
It'll be our turn someday

Spend a lot of afternoons daydreaming 'bout you
Right now our mortgage is the only thing that's due

It's an empty room at the top of the stairs
Watching the evening news with a couple of beers
I only call my husband baby because I love the word
Never wanted something so bad that it hurts
Even give up these damned old cigarettes
If I could have a bottle by my bed

We wait



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