Writer(s): johnny mercer/doris tauber Drinking again, And thinking of when you loved me I'm having a few And wishing that you were here. Making the rounds... Accepting a round from a strangers Being a fool Just hoping that you'll appear. Sure, I can borrow a smoke Maybe tell some joker a bad joke But nobody laughs, They don't laugh at a broken heart. Oh, yeah, I'm drinking again It's always that same old story After the kicks There's little old mixed-up me Tryin' to lose, a dream that used to be.