I don't know much about the weather
But I hear it's a different kind of heat in the desert
You should be rollin' into Phoenix 'bout now
The more I think about lettin' go
Well the more I hate that westbound road
And get to wishin' that car would break down
Baby who needs you when I got an ol' bar stool
And a bottle to hold onto
So here's to you and all the hell you put me through
Baby who needs you
Steel guitar on the jukebox cryin'
Well makes me feel a little dyin'
But it has a way of helpin' this hurt
Bet you thought you'd kill me with your leavin'
But with every drink I'm closer to believin' ... that
That ain't gonna work
Baby who needs you when I got an ol' bar stool
And a bottle to hold onto
Yeah here's to you and all the hell you put me through
Baby who needs you
As long as they let me sit here in this bar
As long as whiskey keeps on healin' broken hearts
Baby who needs you when I got an ol' bar stool
And a bottle to hold onto
So here's to you and all the hell you put me through
Baby who needs you
Baby who needs you
Baby I do
