Fifteen Empty Glasses

Fifteen glasses full of beer
Drink one down and bring one here
Soon the rest will disappear
Before one minute passes
There'll be fifteen empty glasses

Fifteen women dressed in pink
Stare me down and never think
They seem to know each though I think
Before I even think one
They know that it's a pink one

And I say oh (oh), oh (oh)
Why do I just sit here when there's places to go
And I say oh (oh), ain't it a thrill
To wait for things to happen when you know they never will

Fifteen vultures in a tree
Drooling as they look at me
What a lousy meal I'd be
But vultures don't upset me
'Cause the wolves are gonna get me

And I say oh (oh), no (no)
Why do I just sit here when there's places to go
I say oh (oh), ain't it a thrill
To wait for things to happen when you know they never will

Fifteen glasses full of beer
Drink one down and bring one here
Soon the rest will disappear
Before one minute passes
There'll be fifteen empty glasses
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