| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin
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| Well gin sounds kinda risky babe
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| Whiskey makes me cringe
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| Yeah but whiskey makes you frisky babe
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| O much to my chagrin
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| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin
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| Whiskey makes me feel as though I’m smart and tough and tall
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| It makes me think of things I’ve never thought about at all
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| And I don’t know why anyone wouldn’t wanna at least try
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| A drop of corn or rye or wheat or barley 'fore they die
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| Whiskey makes you do things that perhaps you mightn’t oughta
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| It’s a demon every drink and there’s a fight in every bottle
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| Whiskey makes you act as though the whole world owes you something
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| And I love you but when you’re that high you ain’t all that Dumplin'
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| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin
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| Well gin sounds kinda risky babe
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| Whiskey makes me cringe
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| Yeah but whiskey makes you frisky babe
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| O much to my chagrin
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| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin
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| Gin seems so sophisticated, classy, crisp and clean
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| Hints of piney juniper, of England and the Queen
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| It makes me feel so ladylike and it gives me what I need
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| And Lord knows with how we’re living I’ll take any help I see
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| Well when you’re drinking gin you put your nose up in the air
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| You strut around the room and act like I’m not even there
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| You slur your words and paw at every rich man through the door
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| If I want a taste that bitter I’ll go find a two by four
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| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin
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| Well gin sounds kinda risky babe
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| Whiskey makes me cringe
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| Yeah but whiskey makes you frisky babe
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| O much to my chagrin
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| Well I think you oughta try whiskey babe
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| Well I think you oughta try gin |