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She drank. She Drunk. She stank. She Stunk. She had a few beers this mornin'.

She got on the boat. The boat did float. She got on the boat this mornin'.

All the sailors watched her move. Thinkin' of everything they'd do. They watched her on the boat this mornin'.

She swung her hips. She licked her lips. She winked her eyes. She grabbed her thighs. She had few beers this mornin'.

Seven necklaces. Count them. Hung from her neck. Slowly. Seductivly. She struts the deck. They watched her swing her de'reir. She was lookin' real good this mornin'.

She weakened your knees without even a try. This gal could kill ya' with a wink of her eye. Man. Oh, man. She was lookin' real fine this mornin'.

She danced so fine. Had to make her mine. She had a few beers this mornin'.

A cigarette in one hand. Legs straight from the land. I bought her a drink this mornin'.

She's pretty cute when she's stallin' her speech. Then I seen her draggin' her feet. I'm feelin' real lucky this mornin'.

I grabbed her wrist. She dropped the fag. I wrung her neck. She dropped the bag. I'll tell you what. She sure could fight. I grabbed her face and kissed her good night. Washed my hands. Zipped my pants. She had too many beers that mornin'.