Gin on your breath, smoke in your hair

Can't stand to walk as you fall down the stairs

You said your mama did not raise no fool

But hey, little lady, I got news for you



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

Now you're stinkin' of gin again



Can't face the facts, you can't say it's true

Old mother's ruin's got the better of you

Wearing you out and she's sucking you in

Losing your mind to a bottle of gin



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

Now you're stinkin' of gin again



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

Now you're stinkin' of gin again



That's right



Burning your candle at more than one end

It's sad that the bottle's your only true friend

If drinking is evil then you're growing horns

I won't be here when reality dawns



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

Now you're stinkin' of gin again



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

Now you're stinkin' of gin again

Alright



I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey

But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money

You know what you're doing's a sin

You're stinkin' of gin again



I like to dri