Have Mercy On Me

Have Mercy On MeI had been drinking bad whiskeyWhile thinking 'bout herAnd ended up swingingThe man who was bringing her flowersThe son-of-a-bitchHe's ugly but richThat's nothing newBut Moses tried rosesAnd all macho posesBut I'm the one in her bedWas I any goodI mean in the mood of romanceI can't recall anything at allSince the first danceNow somehow I'm hereWith you, my dear"What would you like to do?"Last night you said, "Nada"I'm still wondering whata* Have mercy on meI'm beggin' you pleaseCould you believe I just hadA drink or twoWhy in the hell am I nowFeeling so blue(* Repeat)