Just One bottle
Gives him more muscle
With future in a tussle
Sitting on the seat of shame
So pongy! Yet, singing I need no one to blame
His derriere always in the room of 'fame'
Give him one bottle
Just one bottle!
His man will begin to scuffle
Chill or no chill,
He'll have his thrill
He needs Dutch courage
With ciggy entourage
Up he is!
Hopping all around
Mr beer at work,
Thrilling his confessed
Bravery is he
All in the name of beer
I tell you, no one must dare
You want the truth be told?
Even from that of old?
Give him one bottle
Just one bottle!
He will spit as riffle
With just one bottle
He gives all in bundle
On the seat of shame
His rights are drained.
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