Firewater burnin' up his poor swollen glands The Lysol and the Listerine, it went to his head He eats boot black rotted on a piece of white bread He did the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay bent I do the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay bent Sleazy P. Martini ran the pink elephant With hot-pink curtains where the sloe gin decants A shave and a haircut, knock knock Would for sure get you in to see the Cherry Poppin' Daddies play The lampshades were zebra skin We did the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay bent We do the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay, rather stay bent Yeah yeah, I'd rather stay bent My mouth is like a circus but I'm always in debt I'd never pass the bar unless I thought it was wet But that's the way they sucker me to my final dissolve But when they're set'em up I'm drinkin'em down I do the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay bent I do the pink, the Pink Elephant Blinded by the sauce you know I'd rather stay, I'd rather stay, I'd rather stay I'd rather stay bent, I'd rather stay bent Firewater burnin' up his poor swollen glands The Lysol and the Listerine, it went to his headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
