My baby told me she would meet me on the street Stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her feet Now I'm not one to grumble, don't want to be a bore But that silly bitch Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for Told the women of the world that the only way to win Work out 'til you burn out and you'll get super slim I rushed her to the restaurant and called the maitre d', oh help me Fill her up, fill her up Load up, load up Fill her to the top Fill her up, fill her up Keep it coming, keep it coming Never let it stop We staggered from the restaurant feeling in the pink I slipped into the liquor store and gave the man a wink My baby got the shivers, said you've got to stop and think What you're doing to your body with this evil demon drink Said the poison that you're buying gonna eat away your brain I said you'd better listen up before you go insane Knocked her off her soapbox, rushed her to the bar, and shouted Fill her up, fill her up Down 'em, drown 'em Fill her to the top Fill her up, fill her up Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming Never let them stop That's right, one more Tequilla sunrise with a little umbrella on it Okay, encore A bloody mary with a little shot of bourbon on the side Too many moaning minnies They're out to spoil our fun Watch out for sister anna She's the one who bangs the drum Bang the drum Now you may think i'm worried by the screwballs that i meet Just to prove i'm not i'll throw a party in the street