Not so long ago you held our baby's bottle But the one you're holding now, a different kind
And you never know whose lips you'll soon be kissing
Cause it all depends on who will buy the wine
Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be mine
And you never know whose lips you'll soon be kissing
And it all depends on who will buy the wine
The kind of life you're living since you left me I'm sure is not the life you thought you chose
Your honky-tonking world is not so flashy Bright lights and booze is all it really knows
Whoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be mine
And you just sit and wait to be somebody's baby And it all depends on who will buy the wine