I got a place out on the west side
I got a woman who treats me right
I still play rock-n-roll
and get to sleep about every night
But just when I thought that your ghost
Had passed on through
Ah, these pills... they remind me of you.
I take one in the morning
I take three before bed
Two go to my heart
And the others to my head
And I've got no trouble now
Sorting out what is true.
Oh, but these pills... they remind me of you.
I saw you on the east side
Decked out in your leopard dress
You asked if I'm still crazy
And if my life's a mess
And I said "Honey...
I never even think about those high heeled shoes."
But these pills, they remind me of you.
Just when I think I'm straightened
And that nothing could go wrong
And my typewriter's on fire
And I write a hundred songs
And I think that I've forgotten
Every little thing you put me through.
Ah, these pills, they remind me of you.
Yeah, these pills, they remind me of you.