You know your life is tough, when you are choking on your bad luck, You’ve become the track marks in Gods underwear.

You thought you were completely aware of all of your vices, now you lost your good intentions and your license.

I need a intervention girlfriend, someone who says she loves me to the bitter end, as long as I don’t tip, tip that bottle and as long as I don’t seek, seek those bindles of cocaine.

She will amaze you on the many places to meet your friends, she’ll be moody and precocious and electric in bed.

She says things will be okay and you will believe her, she is your intervention girl friend here strictly for you.

I need a intervention girlfriend, someone who says she loves me to the bitter end, as long as I don’t tip, tip that bottle and as long as I don’t seek, seek those bindles of cocaine.

 She’ll hold your hands as they tremble and shake, she will put her loving arms around your body as it continues to quake.

You will whisper love in her ears even though that is a mistake.

I need a intervention girlfriend, someone who says she loves me to the bitter end, as long as I don’t tip, tip that bottle and as long as I don’t seek, seek those bindles of cocaine.

Don’t cook in the closet, don’t look in my glove box and don’t look in my pockets…