She's getting' hammered
On Alabama Slammers
Three drinks ago, no
He wouldn't stand a chance
He's sippin' whiskey
Feelin' confident and frisky
Writes 'Slow Hand' on a twenty
And slips it to the band
By the end of the first verse
They're out the floor
By the end of the song
They're out the door
Spirits are up, inhibitions are down
Same story's unfolding all over town
From the barroom to the bedroom
The path's weathered and worn
This is how illegitimate children are born
So it's his place or hers
Whichever comes first
They're all the way to second base
In the back of the cab
It's hard to resist that liquored-up lust
And it's easy to think that it might be love
When spirits are up, inhibitions are down
Same story's unfolding all over town
From the barroom to the bedroom
The path's weathered and worn
This is how illegitimate children are born
Strangers and slow songs
Barstools and backseats
Lead to bottles and babies
Ask cabbies and barkeeps
When spirits are up, inhibitions are down
Same story's unfolding all over town
From the barroom to the bedroom
The path's weathered and worn
This is how illegitimate children are born
Yeah, this is how illegitimate children are born
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