From the recording "Kitchen Blues" (lyrics)
A tale of love, betrayal, regret and revenge…in waltz time.
I dropped in without warning but it was no surprise"Oh brother, you’re something,” said the look in her eyesShe slid the chain off the door and she let me inI couldn’t blame her if she didn’tI did her wrong and I admit it
I sat at her table, she stood by the stoveIn a T-shirt and sweat pants, getting over a coldThere was soup in a pot, there was steam in the airI said “Give me just a minute, I can explain from the beginning”
She just stood there stirring as I pleaded my caseShe was only enduring my presence out of graceHer mind was all made up, I was getting nowhereShe said, “’I’m sorry’ doesn’t cut it, you shoulda thought before you done it”
Why can’t we get back on the right trackBack to the night we metThere was fire in the darkWe splashed through the parkLaughing as we got wet
There was rain on the window when she brought me my coatI said, “If I leave now, I’m gonna get soaked”She showed me no mercy, she showed me the doorI couldn’t blame her when she did itI did her wrong and I admit it