Cheap Liquor Lyrics

Cheap Liquor1. S.W.E.L.L.
2. She Bought Me A Drink
3. I Got Home Late
4. Lil’ Wilma
5. Picture Perfect
6. She Takes Off The Ring
7. Fishnet Woman (The Wisconsin Song)
8. L.S.D. Survival Song

S.W.E.L.L.

She comes from Ontario and she loves to drink Jaegermeister
He comes from Tempe, Arizona, he’s a beer snob but he likes hard liquor

Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell

Jane is a model, hails from South Dakota though her bio says from Paris and New York
Jane loves Bobby, a drunk from Cincinnati, who was born with silver spoons 
But don’t know how to use a fork

Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell

You say yeah, I say maybe
I say a lil’, you say come on baby
I can’t carry your luggage
You say yeah, I say maybe
I say a lil’, you come on baby
I can’t carry your luggage

Well it’s a match made in Heaven at a bar called Trapper’s Hell
If Heaven were a bar, I’d say that’s swell
I’d say that’s swell, I’d say that’s swell
I’d say that’s swell, I’d say that’s S.W.E.L.L.

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitar
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Organ
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SHE BOUGHT ME A DRINK

She bought me a drink
Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
An’ starin in my eyes
Vanished into the bar

She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink

She’s got a body
You could call delicious
An’ those clothes she wearin’
Fit oh so well

She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She bought me a drink

You don’t know what this means to me
How can I make it up to you
Maybe you could come home with me
Or should I go home with you

She bought me a drink
Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek
An’ starin in those eyes
Vanished into the bar

She don’t know my name
She don’t know my number
I love her just the same
She bought me a drink
She don’t know my number
She don’t know my name
She bought me a drink
I love her just the same

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Organ
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
Manny Sanchez: Backup Vocals
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I GOT HOME LATE

I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze
Tonight I met a girl, bring a man to his knees
I said baby, doncha understand
I make my livin’ in a rock ‘n roll band
So don’t expect me to blow my dough on you

She said, “Boy, you remind me of a guy I used to know.
I can’t remember his name. Damn, it was so long ago.
He used to write songs about me,
I left his heart in misery
An’ now he’s got a boss and a big ole cubicle.”

It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t

Some say love is a thing of the past
Kinda like a big ole truck that’s run outta gas
I used to wish I had someone
But I’d miss out on all this fun
So bartender, bring me another beer

It’s hard to catch yourself when you fall
And it’s hard to buy a pair of pants when you’re over six feet tall
You just got to let it go, turn the key and let your feelings show
Tell her you love her, even you don’t
I got home late, The Kennedy was a breeze

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars, Bass, Organ, Harmonica
L.P.: Duet Lead Vocal
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
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LIL’ WILMA

She brings water to a mountain stream
She brings beauty to goddamn nearly everything

But Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand

She brings roses to a summer day
She’s the kinda girl that always really wants to play

But Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand

You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain
You got love on your platter
But your mouth ain’t big enough to eat the pain

Lil’ Wilma
She don’t understand, she never will
Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma, Lil’ Wilma
Doesn’t understand

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars
Aaron Weistrop: Backwards Guitar
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set, Cowbell
Matt Ciccone: Piano, Organ
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PICTURE PERFECT

I must have turned the page
At a tender age, saw you smilin’
I must have been a boy
Tired of his toys after whilin’

You were just a girl
You were picture perfect
For the world to see
I am lonely now
You are picture perfect
Starin’ back at me

Oh la di da di da da la da

Like a fuckin’ fool, I went off to school
Tired to find you
Got a substitute, she was deaf and mute
Looked just like you

You were just a girl
You were picture perfect
For the world to see
I am lonely now
You are picture perfect
Starin’ back at me

Oh la di da di da da la da

When I’m angry at the world, will I look at you 
When I’m angry at a girl, will I look at you
When I’m drivin’ in my car, will I think of you
When I’m drinkin’ at the bar, will I look at you
You were picture perfect

I must have turned the page at a tender age
Saw you smilin’

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2002 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Piano, Organ
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SHE TAKES OFF THE RING

I met her at the night club’s foam party rub-a-dub
She was there with her friends
She was lookin’ single, said she likes to mingle
An’ brother that was the end

She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust

Come on baby, what’s the fuss?
She was wearin’ snake skin, tight leather sequin
Just to get a look from me
Now I don’t have a million but man I’d give a billion
Just to get a lil’ for free

She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust
Come on baby, what’s the fuss?

She said, “baby, baby, baby come on let’s be friends for a little while, yeah”
I said is there is there anybody else? She just looked at me and smiled
“No one you should know about or who I can remember” as she laid a kiss on me
She said baby, baby, baby, come on close your eyes, I just want to make you happy
So I did and I did and I did and I did and I did and I did and I did

I met her at the night club’s foam party rub-a-dub
She was there with her friends
She was lookin’ single, said she likes to mingle
An’ brother that was the end

She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She got a circle of trust, a body of lust
Gonna bust out my broom, give it a dust
A circle of trust, a body of lust
Come on baby, what’s the fuss?

She takes off the ring before she slips it in
She takes off the ring before she slips it in

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2004 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocals, Guitars, Bass
Aaron Weistrop: Guitars
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
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FISHNET WOMAN (THE WISCONSIN SONG)

When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend

When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend

But it’s hard livin’ and lovin’ you
Yeah it’s hard, doin’ all the things you do
You don’t have to be my lover
You don’t have to be my friend

When I get drunk, I go to Wisconsin
Find me a woman with fishnet stockings
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
She don’t have to be my lover
She don’t have to be my friend
You don’t have to be my lover
You don’t have to be my friend

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitars
Paul Allen: Bass
Jeff Kelly: Drum Set
Matt Ciccone: Organ, Piano
Crowd at Schubas: Backup Vocals
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L.S.D. SURVIVAL SONG

What a night stands before me
The sky does glare
We see a thousand such as these
But never are we aware
All I want is some company
To share in the view
A man cannot face it alone
For chances, they are few

So let us take a trip along the Lake Shore Drive
Park behind the shed, watch it come alive
This is how the lonely souls survive

What a night stands before me
The sky does glare
We see a thousand such as these
But never are we aware
All I want is some company
To share in the view
A man cannot face it alone
Rather share it with you

So let us take a trip along the Lake Shore Drive
Park behind the shed, watch it come alive
This is how the lonely souls survive
This is how the lonely souls survive
Yes, this is how the lonely souls survive

All Words & Music by Ted Wulfers
©2003 Ted Wulfers
Wheres My Marlin Music (SESAC)

Lyrics Used By Permission

CREDITS:
Ted Wulfers: Lead Vocal, Guitar
Mike Racky: Pedal Steel
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