Original lyrics

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Gin on your breath, smoke in your hair Can't stand to walk as you fall down the stairs You said your mama did not raise no fool But hey, little lady, I got news for you I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again Can't face the facts, you can't say it's true Old mother's ruin's got the better of you Wearing you out and she's sucking you in Losing your mind to a bottle of gin I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again That's right Burning your candle at more than one end It's sad that the bottle's your only true friend If drinking is evil then you're growing horns I won't be here when reality dawns I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again Alright I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin You're stinkin' of gin again I like to drink with the best of 'em, honey But I'm not too keen on you drinkin' my money You know what you're doing's a sin Now you're stinkin' of gin again