You don’t know what drink is
Until you’ve learned the meaning of the booze
Until you’ve bought a round you didn’t choose
You don’t know what drink is
You don’t know how lips hurt
Until you’ve drunk and had to pay the cost
Until you’ve flipped your glass and your drink’s lost
You don’t know what drink is
Do you know of a lost weekend?
Friends tell you if you’ll listen
And how lips that taste real ale
Lose their taste for Guinness
You don’t know how eyes burn
For nights spent in the pub and on the street
Until you’ve had a hangover complete
You don’t know what drink is
Ann Alex
2 comments :
And to think I've never even seen Ann tipsy. Must be these jazzers she hangs out with.
Debra, This was just a bit of nonesense and I didn't think it would be put on BSH, but I don't mind. I hardly drink now but I used to drink a bit more and I've experienced a real hangover - once! I feel I should apologise to Fiona Finden for this as she sings the original song beautifully. Don't think you sing it Debra but if you do - apologies as well! Ann Alex
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