Sink The Pink Lyrics

(Young/Young/Johnson)
Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There's a woman going down
She gonna rough you up, all the way
Then she gonna spit you out, count your days
She says choice is yours, casually
S
o why don't you do what comes naturally
[CHORUS:]
SINK THE PINK it's all the fashion
Drink the drink, old-fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you a good time
SINK THE PINK
SINK THE PINK
Got a fever runnin' high
Give you wings to make yo
u fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
Gonna get a shot, hit the spot
Then she gonna rack 'em up, get it hot
She said `make it good,' satisfy
You know that woman got Dallas eyes
[REPEAT CHORUS]
[Solo]
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