Slip Through My Fingers

I let her slip through my fingers ‘Cause I didn‘t understand That when I went to buy a drink I should have held her hand Sometimes when you drink too much You don‘t know what you do She slipped through my fingers But my love for her was true I met her on a Friday And all she did was call my name We were drinking beer and whisky Until the morning came She said that she‘s too old for me but then She took my hand And asked me for a kiss I let her slip through my fingers ‘Cause I didn‘t understand That when I went to buy a drink I should have held her hand Sometimes when you drink too much You don‘t know what you do She slipped through my fingers But my love for her was true Well, I knew I was in trouble And she was in control While she made conversation I was drinking like a hole And then she turned to me and said „Okay! I should be going home“ And I didn‘t know what to say I let her slip through my fingers ‘Cause I didn‘t understand That when I went to buy a drink I should have held her hand Sometimes when you drink too much You don‘t know what you do She slipped through my fingers But my love for her was true Well, the end of the story Is not hard to guess, I know When she left me I felt sorry And I had nowhere left to go So I bought another drink and once again I asked the bartender „Do you know what I just did?“ I let her slip through my fingers ‘Cause I didn‘t understand That when I went to buy a drink I should have held her hand Sometimes when you drink too much You don‘t know what you do She slipped through my fingers But my love for her was true