Oh, but Lydia, it's all because of you
You think I drink like a fish,
And I wish that wasn't all true
Lydia, it's all because of you
You think that I'm always ill,
strapping and wealthy and wise.
One lick of you and I had
You think that I never sleep,
Baby, it's all because of you
You think my timing is bad,
And my sense of myself is askew
Oh, but Lydia, it's all because of you
You think I smoke lots of pop,
but I guess you've forgotten
Oh Bolivia, it's all because of you
When we first met I was set in my ways
well I hope that it's more of the same
You think all I do is write songs,
But I'm not afraid of the truth
Lydia, it's all because of you
Lydia, it's all because of you
But you still like my eyes,
They're tired and they're bloodshot too
When we first met, I was high as a kite
On my flight to the top of the charts
And the next time I see you
I'm worried that I might fall apart
Well we made it through spring
I know you're just passing
Lydia, I did it all for you
Lydia, all because of you
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