Brandie

Well, I’ve tasted every brew

From the foulest rot-gut

To the finest wine

I’ve drank white lightnin’

And homemade ale

As a teen, Boone’s Farm

Was my favorite kind

Oh, Blackberry Ridge

Was quite a dandy

But that sweet nectar taste

Couldn’t compare to my Brandie

I’ve had exotic drinks

From faraway lands

Oscar, Absinthe, and Mojo

I’ve drank from steins

Beer-bongs and flaming shot glasses

And Dos Equis bottles

In Ol’ Mexico

Oh, those drinks were spicy

And were quite dandy

They burned going down

But were never as hot as Brandie

Wedges of lime on salt rimmed glasses

Tiny red umbrellas

Strewn on the floor

With cherries and olives

And a pyramid chant

One tequila, two tequila

Three tequila, four

Those classy martini glasses

Sure are dandy

But none have curves

Quite like my Brandie

Jack Daniels and Jim Beam

Vodka and Gin

Have taken my breath away

But here comes the punch

That will knock me for a loop

Intoxicate, inebriate

Make me stagger and sway

And tomorrows hangover

Will be quite a dandy

Because tonight I'm going to

Drown myself in Brandie