Tequila and Lime and Patsy Cline
I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so lonely,
I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue.
I knew, you'd love me as long as you wanted
And then I knew you'd leave me for somebody new.
"Sing it, sister," House saluted the swaying woman who'd crooned along with the karaoke machine. The only thing keeping her upright was her death grip on the microphone stand.
Worry, why do I let myself worry,
Wondering what in the world I could do oo oo oo ooooo
House watched in wonder. She wasn't going to make it to the end of the song, he'd bet money on that. The closed eyes, swaying body was telling him that Jose Cuero was controlling the party a hell of a lot more than she was. Still, he watched in fascination as the singer started to slide down to unconsciousness.
"I'm crazy for sighin'…
Crazy for cryin'…
And I'm crazy in love with you."
She hit the floor. House levered himself up and limped over to the quivering mass of flesh that needed to be shoveled off the stage.
"Julie, it is time to give up," Greg whispered as he bent down to the level of the weeping blond on the stage. "James is not coming back."
"But I love him, why doesn't he love me," she whispered as she attempted to pull herself upright. She failed.
"I don't know, maybe he was going for the hat trick. Maybe he likes falling in love better than being in love."
"But he loves you."
"Don't say anything, if he figures it out he might just leave me too."