A festive eve of lust and beauty
Upon a winter's night
Full of drink and dapper song
Left me reeling--oh, my plight!
A beauty kissed me with a torrential tongue.
She was drinking whiskey, and her breath, it stunk!
But passionate throes, it kept me close
And I loved her--my heart did drum!
With a cry I made her mine,
And I thought, "The night is young!"
One more time, after a bottle of wine,
We plunged into each others arms.
Ah, but I was too drunk, and so I fell
And oh! I couldn't come!
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