Larry

I complained arranged seating at the meeting left me eating by a heathen Who dropped his keys in my soup It was the last of it too My salty soup What can I do What can I do Larry, grab your things Tonight we're going out to drink She seems so well refined I heard she tastes like cherry wine Oh come on, Larry You're so ordinary Did you really think she'd kiss you tonight You think you can drink all of my whiskey, you gypsy, and while I'm tipsy you convince me I gave it all to you It was the last of it too My bitter booze What can I do What can I do Larry, grab your things Tonight we're going out to drink She seems so well refined I heard she tastes like cherry wine Oh come on, Larry You're so ordinary Did you really think she'd kiss you tonight You smoke and you choke on my last cigarette and I bet you can guess I'm a little upset Towards you It was the last of them too My 72's What can I do What can I do Larry, grab your things Tonight we're going out to drink She seems so well refined I heard she tastes like cherry wine Oh come on, Larry You're so ordinary Did you really think she'd kiss you tonight