Nice to see you once again
That's right, she often left me
Ain't been said since I don't know when
So I'm turning to my oldest friend
What a party we'll be having,
the bottle, the glass, and me
Joe's place where only the lonely go
Where we can sit and reminisce
and turn the lights down low
And we'll drink away all sorrow
while we toast her memory
What a party we'll be having,
the bottle, the glass, and me
Oh, this bottle in my hand reveals a life
And this glass upon the table
holds the teardrops that I cry
And the waiters come and once
again to ask me if I'll leave
So ends this lonely party,
the bottle, the glass, and me
So ends this lonely party, the bottle,
