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I'd like another drink i think
Another drink to make me pink
I think I'll drink until I stink
I'll drink until I cannot blink

Perhaps I'll have a shot of rye
The rye I spy with my own eye
Some rye to make me fly so high
I think that I can touch the sky

Or baybe I will have some rum
It's not so dumb to want some rum
I'll drink and fall upon my bum
Or maybe contemplate my thumb

Some vodka would be very nice
Or wine, or maybe scotch on ice
Perhaps Kahlua would entice
I'll drink it once, I'll drink it twice

Perhaps some gin to make me grin
It's not a sin to want some gin
A 26 will make me spin
And the I will again begin

I want some beer to make me cheer
Hurray! Hurrah! A cheer for beer!
I will not stick it in my ear
Hurrah! Hurray! I'm here for beer!

I'll drink with my friends Jack and Ron
I'll drink until my liver's gone
I'll invite Sam and Bud and you
And Captain Morgan can come, too

I'm loaded now, I have to go
My brain is working very slow
There's just one thing I need to know:
Where is the can? I have to go!


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