Well Portland Oregon and sloe gin fizz

If that ain't love then tell me what is

Well I lost my heart it didn't take no time

But that ain't all. I lost my mind in Oregon



In a booth in the corner with the lights down low

I was movin' in fast she was takin' it slow

Well I looked at him and caught him lookin' at me

I knew right then we were playin' free in Oregon



Next day we knew last night got drunk

But we loved enough for the both of us

In the morning when the night had sobered up

It was much too late for the both of us in Oregon



Well sloe gin fizz works might fast

When you drink it by the pitcher and not by the glass

Hey bartender before you close

Pour us one more drink and a pitcher to go



And a pitcher to go [repeat]