Fifty Ways To Love Your Liver

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
[Warren] was in the bar looking to consume
Some drinks for the eve so I can get drunk
Just [sipping on] my drink, chillin all alone.

So here’s a little tip for you and me
Take care of your liver, don’t you see
It needs lots of booze to be happy and free
So here is what you do if you want it to be

Crack open the sixpack, Jack
Sip up some rum, [John]
No need to be glum, bum
Just get yourself done

Lap up some cognac, Mr. Black
[Swig] on a beer, dear
And [hale nut] brown ale, Dale
Hurry, before it gets stale

Swill some pastis, Denise
Slip some Crème de cassis, Patrice
Put away the Crème de menthe, Brent
You know it’s time to get bad

Take a shot of tequila, Willa
[Chugger Sangria]
For Pia, Mia and Lia
[Quagh some] fancy chardonnay tray 
[Cover see mellow, Bro]
Just let yourself go

Fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver
You know there’s fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver

I’ll take this fifteen-year Macallan, Allan
And [bob] some spice to eggnog, [Doug]
Pour some white wine, [Rinehart]
"Wo ist der Deinhart"

Down a Bloody Marry, Jerry
[McKinneys a zinnias to Winness]
Aint no quiz test a [soldier-in-fizz] and take a whiz
But first put your drink [on the seat, [bad word] 

Pop a shot of vodka, Walker
Lip it a Baileys, Hayley
[Hey Elida] Mai Tai shy guy
Show me the way to the next whiskey bar
(Oh) don’t ask why

Grab yourself some sambuca, Luka
Tipple a little pfeffi, Steffi
Sup up the gin’n’tonic for Sonic
the hedgehog
And a Jagermeister for the housemeister

Fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver
You know there’s fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver

[Swig on] a Ramazzotti, Pavarotti
Girls [have some] Hennessy, Tennessee
[Ghost pack of minor shavitz] Lenny Kravitz
[Soke up Panama reddle Japato]
There’s no Frangelico in a ghetto

Raise a grappa, Zappa
[Girls’ve some] champagne charlemagne
[Burry get] yourself a martini, Fellini
Wanna white Russian – no need for discussion

I [vote for further runka], Anka
I [bait with a] Moscow mule, [foo]
Go down [the piano, guenon]
[Slow back] a margarita for Margaret and Rita

[Quitch] yourself with a [mouritto, Packito]
Wet your whistle with some [slipper-pajino-witch]
[Toast] your little spider with [apposite]
But only absinthe for your [absent esteem]

Fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver
You know there’s fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver

Need to get down and soul can quiver
Life will take her and she’ll give up
But there’s one thing that will always deliver
There must be fifty ways to love your liver

I’m drinking into a whole new era
Get drunk and step to this. I dare ya.
Drunk on a whole new level 
The drink is [iced and the ice] is a treble

House, drinks, we brings
Alcohol, get drunk
Where drinking is life and life is drinking

If you drink like I drink
You don’t wanna step to this
It’s a gin-tonic era
Fall down with a lemon twist

If you dope like I dope
Then you high like every day
You live or [get all buster]
As [an expencer] turns gray

Fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver
You know there’s fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver

Fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver
You know there’s fifty ways to love your liver
Yeah there’s fifty ways to love your liver

There must be fifty ways to love your liver.