I've lost it again, three sheets to the wind.
I've lost it again, three sheets to the wind.
The slow morning crawl is making momma's head spin.. yes it is.
And I know it's all my fault -- there's no one to blame except that damned devil took me dancing in the rain.
I'm broke again and not broken and my homeless heart, it feels no pain.
It feels no pain.
I had me some of that forbidden fruit; I ate it right down to the core.
I had me some of that forbidden fruit; I ate it right down to the core.
Mother Mary, pray for me 'cause I'm going back for more.
Come on and pray for me.
Found my home down in the orchard, beneath the apple tree.
It's raining apples everyday so I never wanna leave.
My homeless heart, it's found a home -- just the forbidden fruit and me. And it's so sweet.
And it's so sweet.
