Starkle, Starkle, little twink, who the hell you are I think.
I'm not under what you call the alcofluence of alcohol, I'm just a little slort of sheep.
I'm not drunk like tinkle peep, I don't know who is me yet.
But the drunker I stand here, the longer I get.
Just give me one more drink to fill me cup,
'cuz I got all day sober to sunday up.