The Beat Farmers
The Beat Farmers - Baby's Liquored Up lyrics
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Well my baby's liquored up and she's talkin' to my friends About this and that and nothin' then she starts it all again Her head's like a powder keg her hair is on the bar She's lookin' for a sucker she's found another buyer Swamp breath sudden death she's sittin' at the bar She's grabbin' every crotch she sees no matter who they are She's yellin' at the cops she's goin' too far She just took a shit in the back of my car She's allllllllllll liquored up Oh yes my baby she's all liquored up She's allllllllllll liquored up Oh she's usually a pretty uh nice girl too She's allllllllllll liquored up Well she smiles like a reptile and her lips are razor thin Her legs are like jello but her voice can rip your skin To hide her ugly face she puts her skirt above her head The whole Seventh Fleet is checkin' out her spread Bow mast shot glass stuck to her snout Its everybodys buisness don't care what its about Rum gin anything now its good and stout The whole bar is hopin' that she soon passes out She's allllllllllll liquored up Oh how'd she get so dang liquored up She's allllllllllll liquored up Hey man she was supposed to drive ME home She's allllllllllll liquored up She's allllllllllll liquored up I saw her kneeling in the Saints' locker room She's allllllllllll liquored up Hell no I ain't payin' her bar tab! She's allllllllllll liquored up Bar's open!