Up In Mabel’s Room lyrics

There’s wine in the cupboard And there’s beer on ice Up in Mabel’s room And if you need it There’s love advice Up in Mabel’s room There’s orange-crate tables Cigarettes without labels On a blanket woven on an Indian loom And winner or dud You feel like a stud Up in Mabel’s room No man’s born a-knowing All that he should know He needs a place for growing I had the place to go Dime store candles and Vita bath Up in Mabel’s room When you were down She could make you laugh Up in Mabel’s room Orange crate tables Cigarettes without labels On a blanket woven on an Indian loom And I’m a man Strong and stable Who should wear the label Made in Mabel’s room