Drink, drink, everyone drink;
It's not as bad as we used to think.
With
every Manhattan your stomach will flatten,
So drink, drink, drink.
The Air Force invented this diet,
A fact which they hotly deny.
Of
course they deny it, 'cause this is the diet
That got the Air Force
high.
For lunch you can have three martinis,
What better lunch is there
than that?
But caution: do not eat the olives,
'Cause olives make you fat.
Drink, drink, everyone drink;
It's not as bad as we used to think.
If
pounds you would burn off, then turn on your Smirnoff,
And drink, drink,
drink.
For dinner, a nice Scotch and soda
Now that oughtta help you to
lose.
No whipped cream, no butter, just lay in the gutter
And booze,
booze, booze.
Suppose you should meet a policeman,
Who says you've been
quenching your thirst;
You just tell him it's physical fitness
And health
comes first!
Drink (hic!), drink (hic!), booze everywhere (hic!);
Pass that decanter of
bourbon there.
I'm fatter than ever, but here's what's so clever:
I don't
care!
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