I'll Stop My Whining

It’s 2 am when you stumble in
You smell like Merlot
You’ve been drinking again
I get mad, can’t hold my tongue
Got to let you know every dumb thing you’ve done
You say «Don't start your griping, don’t even begin!»
I’ll stop my whining when you stop yours
I can’t take your boozing no more
I’m ready to strike a deal just to get you up off all fours
I’ll stop my whining when you stop yours
Well, it’s not even noon the very next day
I catch you sneaking around with a bottle of Cabernet
I follow you down the hall
I’m preaching the dangers of alcohol
You say «Get off my back woman!
Stop your hemming and hawing!»
(REPEAT CHORUS)
When you fell for me you fell head over heels — way back when
But now the only falling you do is off the wagon again!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Peace and quiet or all-out war- What are you waiting for?
I’ll stop my whining when you stop yours
Ain’t gonna stop my whining — ‘til you stop yours