Malibu And Whisky Lyrics
I can smoke, I can drink
I can dance until I drop
And when I'm finished lighting up
I'll take another shot
Full of Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body starts to rot
I'll Take all of my clothes off
For whoever wants me first
I'll drink to all my conquests
Abate that pesky thirst
For the Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body begins to rot
I'll fall off every pub stool
And won't care what people think
If someone asks if I'm okay
I'll ask them for a drink
Full of Malibu and whiskey
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body starts to rot
I can dance until I drop
And when I'm finished lighting up
I'll take another shot
Full of Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body starts to rot
I'll Take all of my clothes off
For whoever wants me first
I'll drink to all my conquests
Abate that pesky thirst
For the Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body begins to rot
I'll fall off every pub stool
And won't care what people think
If someone asks if I'm okay
I'll ask them for a drink
Full of Malibu and whiskey
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on until I'm dead
And my body starts to rot
[HOOK]
Oh, I've made a fool out of myself
A hundred miles from home and feeling so alone
I should look after my own health
Self-conscious drink to roam, it chills me to the bone
Sorry mama, I can't be
What you need me to be
A lawyer, doctor, engineer
Or some big bonus shrink
Cause I can't concentrate on my work
Without needing a drink
And I'll carry on till I am dead
And my eyes take their last blink
It's not that I can't achieve it
It's just that I don't care
All I want from life is a bit of fun
And low-maintenance hair
And Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on till I am dead
And my body begins to rot
[HOOK]
Oh, I've made a fool out of myself
A hundred miles from home and feeling so alone
I should look after my own health
Self-conscious drink to roam, it chills me to the bone
Sorry mama, I can't be
What you need me to be
A lawyer, doctor, engineer
Or some big bonus shrink
Cause I can't concentrate on my work
Without needing a drink
And I'll carry on till I am dead
And my eyes take their last blink
It's not that I can't achieve it
It's just that I don't care
All I want from life is a bit of fun
And low-maintenance hair
And Malibu and whisky
And some ungodly slop
And I'll carry on till I am dead
And my body begins to rot
[HOOK]
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http://soundcloud.com/ashleychittockmusic/malibu-and-whisky
The biggest, dumbest song on the Malibu And Whiskey EP. It was written with the intent of making a stupid drinking song that drunkards would be able to sing along to in a pub.
I think I succeeded.
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