Bar Stool Blues

A random song between a young couple for a musical I thought of. The boy has a gambling addiction and the girl has an alcohol addiction and both are severely depressed about the other ones addiction.

Girl: Sitting on the bar stool, nothin' to lose. Gotta waste my time by gettin' wasted soon. Gotta down all my troubles with a bottle a wine, and I've downed twenty bottles but it's only nine.

Oh... Whoa..~

Boy: Now the tick tick ticking of the clock tower chimes. Keep Keep at it love, I'll be fine, Oh... Down your troubles with bottles of wine, dear. Just so long as, you know I'm here... Oh... Whoa~

Both: Because a quarter ta' two, and now I'm sittin' alone! Awake in the mornin' and we're both on our own! We gotta keep at it tell the new dawn brings, Just what-ever it is we need! Oh~ Whoa~

Girl: A new~ Day~ Come~ A spark~ begun~

Boy: Wha-at must~ be done~

Both: No-o-ow to, oo-ver-come!~

Girl: A new life! A new chance! a new face! A new day!

( Boy: Knooooooow~ my naaaaaaaaaame~ ) 

Girl: A bottle! 

Both: In my hand! To drown out the pain!

Girl: A new breath! A new hope! A fresh beginning!

Boy: All you need is love! All you need is lo-o-ove!

Girl: All you ( Boy: All you ) Need is love! 

Both: All you need is lo-o-ove!........

Girl: But it's a quarter ta' two...~

Boy: I'm waitin' at your door...~

Girl: Another drink~

Boy: I can... sleep no more~

Girl: Darling please~

Boy: I really should go...~

Girl: Just another drink!

Boy: It's getting cold...~

Girl: I'll let you in!

Boy: I don't wanna see!~

Girl: There's nothing wrong!

Boy: Are you still in love with me?

Girl: Of course my dear...~

Boy: Then why do you say...

Girl: I need my beer...~

Boy: It's always been that way!

Girl: With a bottle of whiskey... And a bottle of wine...

Boy: I'm gonna play out my troubles.. far past nine..

(Girl: I'm gonna drink down my troubles.. far past nine..)

Girl: Sitting on the bar stool, nothin' to lose. Gotta waste my time by gettin' wasted soon. Gotta down all my troubles with a bottle a wine, and I've downed twenty bottles but it's only nine...

Boy: Now the tick tick ticking of the clock tower chimes. Keep Keep at it love, I'll be fine, oh. Down your troubles with bottles of wine, dear. 

Both: Just so long... As you forget... me... here...~