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Clink, clink, another drink |
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Plenty in the cellar when it's gone. |
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Drink, drink, the glasses clink |
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Making tinkly music till the dawn is breaking. |
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Clang, clang, who cares a dang? |
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What's the difference when you're on a spree? |
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Over the teeth, behind the gums, |
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Look out stomach here she comes |
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Hi! Have another drink on me. |
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Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle. |
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Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, gurgle. |
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Trinkle, trinkle, trinkle, trinkle. |
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Slice of cheese and bite of pickle |
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Doesn't even cost a nickel |
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Now to wash it down. |
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Clink, clink, no more to drink |
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I had a cellar full, but now its gone. |
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Drink, drink, the glasses clink |
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Like the anvil chorus and my head is splitting, |
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uh, brinking, uh, busting. Oh brother! |
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Oh, ow, what'll I do now |
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Pink elephants running after me. |
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Oh, that stuff is smooth as silk |
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From now on I'll stick to milk. |
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Nothing else to drink for me. |
