Sitting in the same old bar room Staring at the same old faces Hoping for someone new to do you right Someone to be your lover Not just another one night stand A brand new face to take the place Of the bottle in your hand Whiskey lady You ain't gonna find what you're looking for In the bottom of an empty bottle, no Or the motel down the road You know there's nothing funny 'Bout waking up Monday morning yeah When the pain inside your head's the same As the hurt that fills your heart. O give her your understanding She needs to know that she's not alone If the woman she was walked out that door Let the girl she is go home Whiskey lady when you wake up In the morning with no make-up And the night before Comes crashing down around you And the feeling that it gave you Like the man who lay beside you Is gone and you're as empty as The bottle by the bed