A Lush on a Lash Songtext
von The Moorings

A lush on the lash
Every night in Neala's life is just like a Saturday night
Under snow or rain to her it's never vain to crawl to the clubs in town
At first a bar fly by the local bar to start the evenin' on the right foot
Then a mess on the street straining at the leash to carry on the bash 'til dawn
Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
A lush on the lash
Comes that point during the night when it seems like the final straw
As along the pole up & down she slides with the grace of a drunken tramp
On and on it goes for a while until many many rounds later
Then Neala declares enough has been said time to open up a fresh can


Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
A lush on the lash
Drowning Gin like it's only water
Smoking shag like her lungs are boulder
With open arms face down in the gutter
She'll recover for the party after
A lush on the lash
Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
Neala's a lush
A lush on the lash...