I been drinking wine all day long just to get out of my head for a little while
The chief of police knows my name and my father’s date of birth
I picked up the scent of all the prettiest women in the town
I’ve beaten all the best tennis players in the town they all hate me now

I’ve started to fall in something almost like a routine
I’ve learned where to swim, Where to buy dope, and which children to avoid
I’ve learned whose mean ‘cause they’re unhappy and whose mean just ‘cause they’re mean
And I been drinking wine all day long just to get out of my head

Maybe it’s time I left
Maybe it’s time to take off
Maybe it’s time to move along
Guess it’s time–to drift along

When you’re looking at the post office wonderin if somethin came in for you
When you’re lookin at the schools and wonderin if they’re
safe for your kids–that you don’t have

I know the best times to buy bread and also when they give it away
The magazine store man saves the last English language newspaper for me
I’ve had dealings strange enough with 13 different people that it’s awkward when I see ‘em
The priest at the church where the bells ring on the quarter hour still has hope for me

Maybe it’s time I left
Maybe it’s time to take off
Maybe it’s time to move along
Guess it’s time—to drift along

I been drinkin wine, all day long just to get out of my head for a little while….

(lyrics: Dan Bern)