She'll take An Old Fashioned Walk
To a bar, doesn't balk
Lots of booze there is sold
When she goes on Her Old Fashioned Walk
She'll take a trail through the park
It's a short Cut-ty Sark
Dash of bitters, ice cold
Fantasized on An Old Fashioned Walk
I'll just have a couple
She'll swear, at the very start
Soon, talking and gawking...
Who's counting, or needs a chart?
Toast after toast, she imbibes
Here's to Watusi Tribes...
Drinks what sailors can hold
When she goes on An Old Fashioned Walk

She loves to hear ice cubes clink
In her Old Fashioned drink
One big thirst uncontrolled
When she goes for An Old Fashioned Walk
Just loves to dance and unwind
No drink offers declined
Flashes jewelry and gold
When she goes for An Old Fashioned Walk
Then on her return trip
Might stop at the liquor mart
More fixes and mixes
For Old Fashioneds, ala carte
Brings back a tall handsome man
Lots of cash and a tan
Later her legs unfold
When she's home from An Old Fashioned Walk

Later her legs unfold
When she's home from That Old Fashioned Walk..