Why don’t you dry out?
Why don’t you dry out?
Music’s the food of love
but for you it comes in a bottle
A couple of sips of an Irish whip
and you’re giving it full throttle
You only want me when you’re drunk
(I’m only randy on the Glenmorangie)
When you’re sober you’re a monk
(A physical creature when i’ve sunk some Teachers)
Treat me like a bloody skunk
You only want me when you’re drunk
(I only want you when I’m drunk)
The course of true love’s looking bleak
In fact it’s running dry
You won’t commit ’til you’re over the limit
So it’s time to say bye bye
You only want me when you’re drunk
(You’ll have to beg like a Spaniel ’til i’ve downed some Jack Daniels)
When you’re sober you’re a monk
(You’re a turn-off ’til i’ve hit the Smirnoff)
Treat me like a bloody skunk
You only want me when you’re drunk
(I only want you when I’m drunk)
Why don’t you dry out?
(Why don’t you dry up?)
Why won’t you try out?
(A litre’s not that much)
Give it a go!
(I could quit the Pernod?)
Take this on the chin
(Shut up and get ’em in)
You only want me when you’re drunk
(You’re on a one man safari without my Campari)
When you’re sober you’re a monk
(There’s no chance of a shag without a large Laphroaig)
Treat me like a bloody skunk
You only want me when you’re drunk
(I only want you when I’m drunk)