In the evening   She calls for time   A beckoning   Upon each cozy corner   Talking ones ??a cocking hit??   Oh oh   In the morning   She crosses lines   ??Of cocking pitch??   ??A fatting?? moment   A child in chime   A locking hitch   Oh oh   If you chance to break your neck   Upon the slippery what the heck   Your older will stand in line   And break their necks all the time   Oh oh   And so take another drink   Everybody please stand back   And pray godspeed and dare to move   La la la lo lo lo   Oh oh   Gurgling, gurgling all the way home