Refreshments, The – Una Soda

Una soda por favor

Can’t drink cervecas anymore

‘Cause if I do I fear I’ll fall down on the floor

Una soda por favor

Can’t drink that anymore

¿Dónde el baño señor?

Please point me to the door

And if you’d be so kind I swear that I won’t puke on your floor

¿Dónde el baño señor?

Point me to the door

To the door

Come off a hard day of thinking

Just thought I’d do a little drinking

Now man the lifeboats

I think my ship is sinking, yeah

¿Qúe hora es señior ?

And who’s that pretty girl standing there, by the door?

I think I knew her from a thousand years before

¿Qúe hora es señor?

I need a little more

I need a little more

I need a little more

I need a little more

Hey, yeah!

Hey, yeah!

Yeah!