Well Portland Oregon and sloe gin fizz    If that ain't love then tell me what is    Well I lost my heart it didn't take no time    But that ain't all. I lost my mind in Oregon       In a booth in the corner with the lights down low    I was movin' in fast she was takin' it slow    Well I looked at him and caught him lookin' at me    I knew right then we were playin' free in Oregon       Next day we knew last night got drunk    But we loved enough for the both of us    In the morning when the night had sobered up    It was much too late for the both of us in Oregon       Well sloe gin fizz works might fast    When you drink it by the pitcher and not by the glass    Hey bartender before you close    Pour us one more drink and a pitcher to go       And a pitcher to go [repeat]