I can`t raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
I can`t raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
If you wanna know what agony is
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
Well love`ll come a-knockin` with my toolbag and my stockin`
Challeng-challengin` her knickers
Well love`ll come a-knockin` with my toolbag and my stockin`
With my bag a-challenging her knickers
If you wanna know whats shakin` down the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
I can spill my drink from the woman at the sink,
Coming at my lap with rum and bitters
Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink,
I`ll grab my back with the rag and mittens
If you`re looking for that woman at the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
All right!
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby`s givin` me trouble
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby`s givin` me trouble
If you wanna see what`s inside of Sally
You`ll find that doll in a hole out in the alley,
Yeah
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
That booze is a-turning bitter
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
`cause you got no more than bitter
If you know a little bit about my past
Take my switch at the bitch in my house