My right hand holds a cold corona bottle
My left hand holds a half a fifth of Gin
My right arm reaches out for her love only
But my left arm still embraces a life of sin

Chorus:
We had ourselves the sweetest little family
We laughed and sang and had a lot of fun
But I drowned it in a sea of stingin' whiskey
and now the only little love that's left is a loaded Gun

My right hand holds a vial of tranqulizers
My left hand holds a loaded .38
I've got a young girl who's anticipating romance
but it's looking like she will have to wait

Chorus:
We had ourselves the sweetest little family
we laughed and sang and had a lot of fun
But I drowned it in a sea of stingin' whiskey
and now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun
and now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun