Labelled with Love-Squeeze

[ti:Labelled With Love] [ar:Squeeze] [al:Drivetime] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.43]Labelled with Love - Squeeze [00:01.52] [00:10.33]She unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle [00:15.39]And shuffles about in her candle lit hovel [00:20.41]Like some kind of witch with blue fingers in mittens [00:25.43]She smells like the cat and the neighbours she sickens [00:30.11] [00:30.62]The black and white t v has long seen a picture [00:35.09] [00:35.66]The cross on the wall is a permanent fixture [00:40.35] [00:40.98]The postman delivers the final reminders [00:45.79]She sells off her silver and poodles in china [00:50.85] [00:55.07]Drinks to remember I me and myself [00:59.46] [01:00.07]And winds up the clock [01:02.42]And knocks dust from the shelf [01:04.54] [01:05.39]Home is a love that I miss very much [01:09.61] [01:10.14]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [01:15.02] [01:19.78]During the war time an american pilot [01:23.84] [01:25.00]Made every air raid a time of excitement [01:30.01]She moved to his prairie and married the texan [01:35.17]She learnt from a distance how love was a lesson [01:39.98] [01:40.80]He became drinker and she became mother [01:45.58]She knew that one day shed be one or the other [01:50.28] [01:50.81]He ate himself older drunk himself dizzy [01:55.54] [01:56.29]Proud of her features she kept herself pretty [02:01.14] [02:05.45]Drinks to remember I me and myself [02:09.79] [02:10.44]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf [02:14.85] [02:15.68]Home is a love that I miss very much [02:19.65] [02:20.32]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [02:25.03] [02:29.99]He like a cowboy died drunk in his slumber [02:34.50] [02:35.04]Out on the porch in the middle of summer [02:39.36] [02:39.92]She crossed the ocean back home to her family [02:45.38]But they had retired to roads that were sandy [02:49.56] [02:50.68]She moved home alone without friends or relations [02:55.07] [02:55.82]Lived in a world full of age reservation [03:00.78]On moth eaten armchairs she'd say that she'd sod all [03:05.96]The friends who had left her to drink from the bottle [03:10.78] [03:15.30]Drinks to remember I me and myself [03:19.67] [03:20.22]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf [03:24.86] [03:25.38]Home is a love that I miss very much [03:29.92] [03:30.47]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [03:35.17] [03:36.03]Drinks to remember I me and myself [03:40.40] [03:40.90]And winds up the clock and knocks dust from the shelf [03:45.81]Home is a love that I miss very much [03:50.73]So the past has been bottled and labelled with love [03:55.95] [03:56.59]The past has been bottled and labelled with love [04:01.10] [04:01.77]The past has been bottled and labelled with love