Starkle, starkle, little twink,Who the hell are you I think.I’m not under what you callThe alcofluence of incohol.I’m just a little slort of sheep,I’m not drunk like thinkle peep.I don’t know who is me yet,But the drunker I stand here the longer I get.So just give me one more fink to drill my cup,’Cause I got all day sober to Sunday up.
Starkle, starkle, little twink,Who the hell are you I think.I’m not under what you callThe alcofluence of incohol.I’m just a little slort of sheep,I’m not drunk like thinkle peep.I don’t know who is me yet,But the drunker I stand here the longer I get.So just give me one more fink to drill my cup,’Cause I got all day sober to Sunday up.