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Gimme Some
Al Hirt
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Beer and whiskey, whiskey and beer
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Beer and whiskey, whiskey and beer
Makes your head start achin'
Makes your eyes unclear
Makes you waste your money
Turns you blind and dumb
Gimme some
Strong tobacco, cigarette smoke
What a dirty, nasty habit
Makes you darn near choke
Fills your lungs with poison
Makes your brain go numb
Gimme some
Will I ever get smart? I doubt it
Tell me something's bad
Then I can't live without it
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Pretty women, blue-eyed or brown
How they drive you crazy
How they drag you down
And soon, they're fat and happy
And you're a worn-out bum
You better believe it, gimme some
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Beer and whiskey, whiskey and beer
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Ham and red-eye gravy, big thick steaks
And chicken chow mein
Too much fancy eating
Only brings you pain
And the doctor says, "Look out there, Melvin
Not another crumb"
Gimme some
Stud and draw poker and blackjack
And keno and dice
You start to win a little
Then, then you get to feelin' nice
So what do you do? You go out and bet it all
Roll 'em snake eyes, sorry chum
Yeah, gimme some
(Will he ever get smart?) Who, me? I doubt it
Tell me something's bad
And then I can't live without it
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Now you might think I'm crazy
And maybe you think I'm a little strange
But I got news for everybody
I'm havin' too much fun to change
So I'll go right on sayin'
Until my time has come
Gimme some
(Gimme some) Gimme some
(Gimme some) Gimme some
(Gimme some) Oh yeah, gimme some
(Gimme some) Gimme some
Why not gimme some? I like to live good
I mean everybody out here swingin'
Havin' a good time, boozin' up and foolin' around
And I like that too
So I want you to give me all the good things there are, Pee Wee
Gimme some, uh, scotch, yeah
And gimme some bourbon, yeah
Gimme some vodka, yeah
Gimme some gin, son
Gimme some tequila
And I'll whip us up a batch of margaritas
And we can all go zoomin' around Bourbon Street, yeah
I want you to give me all that stuff
But you know what I want you to give
Me, Short Legs, more than anything?
(Tell 'em, Short Legs, man, what you really want)
You know what I want more than anything?
Know what I want you to give me?
(What?)
I want you to give me a great big plate of
That New Orleans red beans and rice, yeah
Ha ha ha, thank you
You see, it is kind of a lecherous little tune, isn't it?
But you know what Dean Martin says about people who do not drink?
He says he feels sorry for them
Because when they wake up in the morning
That's the best they're gonna feel that day
Ha ha, think on that a little bit
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