Seeds And Stems (Again)

Well, I'm sittin alone, Saturday night,
Watching the Late Late Show.
A bottle of wine, some cigarettes,
I got no place to go.
Well, I saw your other man today;
He was wearing my brand new shoes,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well, I saw my old friend Bob today
From up in Bowling Green;
He had the prettiest little gal
That I'd ever seen.
But I couldn't hide my tears at all,
Cause she looked just like you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Now everybody tells me
There's other ways to get by.
They don't seem to understand
I'm too far gone to try.
Now these lonely memories,
They're all I can't lose,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well my dog died just yesterday
And left me all alone.
The finance company dropped by today
And repossessed my home.
But that's just a drop in the bucket, gal
Compared to losing you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Got the Down to Seeds an Stems again Blues.