Two Glasses, Joe

Set up two glasses, Joe
And turn the jukebox low
And let me sit and reminisce

While I pretend that she
Is sittin' here with me
The way she did not long ago

We used to paint the town red
And dance until two
Well, I don't paint it red no more
But I'm painting it blue

He stole her love, I know
But he can't stop me, Joe
From having just a dream or two

Set up two glasses, Joe
Maybe you didn't know
But there's a memory in the room

A memory that walks
A memory that talks
And haunts me everywhere I go

I'm just a fool who loves her
And will 'til I die
From the very first hello
Until the last goodbye

And this is it, you know
So fill two glasses Joe
Then leave me here alone to cry