When I saw someone that looked just like you

Well obviously I've been listening to this over and over and over since Jimmy Little died this week. Sometimes I wonder why I do that but then I remember I just spent the last few hours eating dumplings and drinking bargain-basement wine singing happy birthday for no one and that one day I'll be back in bed needing someone to bring themselves home to me and right now I'd rather live, and THEN when I get home romantically drape myself around my room and turn this up really loud