Women cha cha their hips like show dogs
Zombies of lust congregate in the church
A cat named Whiskey oozes out omens
And lies hoo hoo into the night
Women curiously curse the cat
Up a post its cries sounding goddamned
Men with walking sticks will be shamed
Their pain the town's maidens' gain
We're driving drunk in a town with no cops
And all we do is drink
All we do is drink
In a town with no cops
Drunk City roads under a starry sky
Men excuse themselves to kiss
Is for the most perfect goddess
Neither here, nor there
We're driving drunk in a town with no cops
And all we do is drink
All we do is drink
In a town with no cops
All we do is drink
In a town with no cops
And Whiskey said; "Yer shenanigans are entertaining but they will lead to results
Sorry for the bites, thanks for the drink and goodnight"