my baby told me she would me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could see her feet now I'm not one to grumble, don't to be a bore but that bitch Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for told the women of the that the only way to win work out `til you out and you'll get super slim i rushed her to the restaurant and the maitre d', oh help me her up, fill her up load up, up her to the top fill her up, her up it coming, keep it coming never let it we staggered from the restaurant in the pink i slipped into the liquor store and gave the man a my baby got the shivers, said got to stop and think what you're doing to your with this evil demon drink said the poison that you're buying eat away your brain i you'd better listen up before you go insane her off her soapbox, rushed her to the bar, and shouted fill her up, her up down `em, `em her to the top fill her up, her up `em coming, keep `em coming never let stop right, one more tequilla sunrise with a umbrella on it okay, a bloody with a little shot of bourbon on the side too many moaning they're out to our fun watch out for anna the one who bangs the drum bang the now you may think i'm worried by the screwballs that i to prove i'm not i'll throw a party in the street everyone's invited, but you've got to take the leave behind scruples, let me take you to the edge everything in moderation the golden rule take all pleasure, that seems kind of cruel to give the people power got to give fuel, so i say fill em up, em up em, feed em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, let it stop fill em up, em up em, feed em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, never let it fill her up, her up... (repeat to fade)