You don't answer my calls so I'm writing you a letter The grapevine has it that you're drinking far too much Heard the doctor dropped by, looked into your eye Said, "Baby Baby you trying to die, You're so darned stoned that I think you're losing touch" Chorus Well you're losing everything Devil's on your case, look out you'll fall Yeah you're losing everything Blue in the face and still you don't hear me call Calling you back, calling you You don't hear me call, you don't hear at all You're such a sinner, you look a little thinner than you used to be Your wicked ways gonna wear you to the bone You're out so late looking for a date, (maybe two or three) It's da booze made you wicked, can't you leave dat stuff alone Chorus