Lucille Has Messed My Mind Up

Lucille
Has messed my mind up
But I still love her
Oh I still love her

Lucille
Has messed my mind up
But I still need her
You know I need her

Whatcha tryna doota me
Whatcha tryna doota me
Whatcha tryna doota me
You got me goin' outa my mind

Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still love her
I really love her

Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still want her
I really want her

She treats me like my heart
Is made of stone
She runs around
And leaves me home alone

She doesn't answer
When I call her on the phone
She messed up my mind
I'm cryin' alla the time

Lucille
Has messed my mind up
But I still love her
I still love her

Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still want her
Hey, I still love her

Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But I still need her
I really need her, baby

Oh, Lucille
Has tore my heart up
But you know I still love her . . .

L.A. in the summer of '69
I went downtown and bought some wine
I Wasted my head on 3 three quarts of juice
And now the grapes won't cut turn me loose
'Cause I'm a wino man
Wino man Don't you know I am?

36, 24, hips about 30
I seen a fine lady and I started start talkin' dirty
She looked at me and raised the her thumb
And said, "Jam down the road, you funky-ass bum"
I'm a wino man
Don't you know I am?

I, I went to the country
And while I was gone
A roller-headed lady
Caught me weedling on her lawn
I am I'm so ashamed, 'cause but I'm a wino man
I can't help myself
Help me somebody!

My saxophone playing
And my wino career are in a slump
'Cause I find myself now living
In a cardboard refrigerator box down by the Houston dump
And I'm so ashamed

I've been drinkin' all night till and my eyes are all in red
Crashed in the gutter and busted bugs in my head
Bugs in my coatclothes, oh, been scratchin' like a dog
I can't stand water and I stink like a hog
Give me FIVE fi-i-ive bucks and a hot meal
Give me five bucks and a hot meal
Oh, maybe an overcoat or two