Starkle, starkle, little twink
Who the hell are you I think
I\\\'m not under what you call
The 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 me one more fink to drill my cup
\\\'Cause I got all day sober to Sunday up