my baby me she would meet me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her now I'm not one to grumble, want to be a bore but that silly bitch Fonda's got a lot to answer for told the women of the world the only way to win work out you burn out and you'll get super slim i her to the restaurant and called the maitre d', oh help me fill her up, her up up, load up her to the top fill her up, her up keep it coming, keep it never let it we staggered from the restaurant in the pink i slipped into the store and gave the man a wink my got the shivers, said you've got to stop and think what you're doing to your body with evil demon drink said the poison that you're buying gonna eat your brain i said you'd better listen up before you go knocked her off her soapbox, her to the bar, and shouted her up, fill her up down `em, `em her to the top fill her up, her up keep `em coming, keep `em never let them that's right, one tequilla sunrise with a little on it okay, a bloody mary with a 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 that i meet just to prove i'm not i'll throw a in the street invited, but you've got to take the pledge leave behind scruples, let me take you to the edge in moderation that's the golden rule take away all pleasure, that seems of cruel to give the people power got to give fuel, so i say em up, fill em up lead em, em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, let it stop fill em up, em up lead em, em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, never let it fill her up, her up... (repeat to fade)