I was born in a bar in '45 
It's sure a wonder this boy's alive 
I feel no pain but i'm getting so dry 
Take me to a brewery and leave me there to die 
I went to chicago they put me in a bed 
I turned bright yellow they thought that i was dead 
For the next six months they said avoid temptation 
I said fine i'll drink in moderation 


If i learned to love and i learned to sing 
I would know a little bit of everything 
I put a message in a bottle i was stranded on a rock 
Send another gallon 'cos i'm running out of stock 
I can see you in my little bottle 
You are laughing and i am too 
When you're empty and i'm gone 
Then they will laugh 
And throw us both away