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  1. Lemonade

From the recording Lemonade

Your girl left and you need to drink her memory away, but what if you can’t handle whiskey, beer, or even wine? Instead of a hangover, maybe the answer is a sugar rush.

Lyrics

She told me she was leavin',
and she don't love me anymore.
I found her note scribbled
on a napkin by the door.

Now I need to wash her likeness
from this troubled mind,
but the only drink that
I can stand is the
unfermented kind.

Pour me a tall, sweet, sour,
Ice-cold glass of lemonade.
Just a gallon or two, and
I'll be good as new, as her
memory starts to fade.

To forget her goodbye,
I'll ride a sugar high,
'cause my next ten drinks are paid.
So, gimme a tall, sweet, sour,
frosty ice-cold glass of lemonade.

Some guys drink the pain away
with whiskey from the well.
And some prefer to sip a
high class snazzy zinfandel.

But wine and whiskey
ain't my style, they
taste like turpentine.
But lemon and sugar on the rocks;
now, that suits me just fine.

So, pour me a tall, sweet, sour,
Ice-cold glass of lemonade.
Just a gallon or two, and
I'll be good as new, as her
memory starts to fade.

To forget her goodbye,
I'll ride a sugar high,
'cause my next ten drinks are paid.
So, gimme a tall, sweet, sour,
frosty ice-cold glass of lemonade.

Well, the sugar's finally got a hold on me.
I've drunk so much that I can't see.

Pour me a tall, sweet, sour,
Ice-cold glass of lemonade.
Just a gallon or two, and
I'll be good as new, as her
memory starts to fade.

To forget her goodbye,
I'll ride a sugar high,
'cause my next ten drinks are paid.
So, gimme a tall, sweet, sour,
frosty ice-cold glass of lemonade.

Gimme one more tall, sweet, sour,
glass like a tower, ice-cold lemonade.