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Whiskey Sour
Music & Lyrics by Gerry Dekoto |
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Whiskey Sour You're crawling down the hall And they think you've had a ball But you just want to take a piss And then they yell last call But you haven't had it all Christ ya can't go home like this Oh please bartender Can I have another whiskey sour Cause the girls look so good At the closing hour Please bartender Just one more whiskey sour Lights out in the bar And you walk her to her car Oh you're thinking of an all-night joint Well it's two in the morning And ya can hear the snoring Ain't it time that you made your point Oh please batender . . . So you get to the Denny's, or the Bickfords, Or perhaps even, The International House of Pancakes Well now the waitress in the yellow Use to be a fellow Working the all-night shift Well she tells you the specials But he thinks you're the devil For thinking thoughts like this Oh please bartender . . . Well now it's time to make your move And you hope that it's smooth But she just smiles and says "Get lost creep!" Well you know you're not alone And you might as well go home You're just not flavor of the weak Oh please bartender . . . Back To Lyrics |
