. Somethin' lemon, somethin' limey. As long as you can find me. Chorus. Anything cold with alcohol. Soon as I'm poppin' that top then I got no troubles at all. Reach your hand in that cooler, baby, it's your
kills. Well I sat her down and told her. I told her one more time. "The whole wide human race has taken. Far too much methedrine". She said "I don't care what a Limey says. I've got to get it on
