Baby's liquored up and she's talkin' to my friends
About this and that and nothin' then she starts it all again
Head 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
Grabbin' every butt she sees no matter who you are
She's yellin' at the cops she's goin' too far
(She just took a shit in the back of my car)
She just blew her lunch in my new car
She's allllllllllll liquored up
My baby is all liquored up
She's allllllllllll liquored up
Lord help, she got so liquored up
She's allllllllllll liquored up
Well she smiles like a reptile and her lips are razor thin
Her legs are made of jello but her voice can rip your skin
To hide her potty mouth 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 business don't care what its about
Rum gin anything now its good and stout
The whole bar is hopin' than she finally passes out
She's allllllllllll liquored up
My baby is all liquored up
She's allllllllllll liquored up
Lord help, she got so liquored up
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
Writer(s): Neill Mcmillan, Joey Harris, Dick Country, Paul Kamanski
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