Whiskey, Bourbon,
Sweet Intoxication
Vodka, Orange Juice,
Use Imagination

Go on drink your fill
You’re a human whiskey still
It will make you turn obnoxiously uptight
Then you’ll become The Booze Hound of The Night

Mumbling, slurring,
No communication
Stumbling, Bumbling,
No coordination
The next shot that you swill
Will make you violently ill
And that, my friend, is really not too bright
Cause then you’ll get your ass kicked in a fight

Drink your wine and then climb into your brand new car
Lose control and then slam into a tree
Then the cops will take you where you ought to BEEEEEEEE
Only then, will your brain start to see

Slowly, surely,
They’ll take you to the station
Rudely, Shrewdly,
Police interrogation
Blow into this tube you obnoxious drunken boob
Throw his ass in jail and lock him up real tight
Cause you’ve become The Booze Hound of The Night