Texty: Shad Blair. Sunday Blues. Man In The Mirror.

Somebody loves you at the place I live at
He sits in the corner under a rain soaked hat
He drinks whiskey and water and he smokes cigarettes
He ain't got a job he's lost all his bets
Since you went away girl he ain't very nice
He broke the bartender's nose cause he forgot the man's ice
He moans and he grunts but he don't say a word
Since he left the window open and lost his little lovebird

Now he's waiting for someone to take him anytime
Whether it's the devil or Jesus he really don't mind
He misses you baby he loves you so much
The man in the mirror is down on his luck

His knuckles are bleeding from punching the walls
His pockets are empty from all them quarter phone calls
If you'd just come back home girl you know you'd probably save his life
And as for your running around?I bet he'd probably think twice

(Thanks to Shad for these lyrics)