Bottle by My Bed - Sunny Sweeney

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