Not so long ago you held our baby's bottle But the one you're holding now, a different kindAnd you never know whose lips you'll soon be kissingCause it all depends on who will buy the wineWhoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be mineAnd you never know whose lips you'll soon be kissingAnd it all depends on who will buy the wineThe kind of life you're living since you left me I'm sure is not the life you thought you choseYour honky-tonking world is not so flashy Bright lights and booze is all it really knowsWhoever sets them up and tips the waitress Your kind of love just might as well be mineAnd you just sit and wait to be somebody's baby And it all depends on who will buy the wine