The Girl at the Bottom of My Glass

I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass Through its telescopic bottom I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass Through its telescopic bottom If you wanna know what agony is Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass Well love'll come a-knockin' with my Toolbag and my stockin' Challeng-challengin' her knickers Well love'll come a-knockin' with my Toolbag and my stockin' With my bag a-challenging her knickers If you wanna know whats shakin' down the house Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass I can spill my drink From the woman at the sink, Coming at my lap with rum and bitters Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink, I'll grab my back with the rag and mittens If you're looking for that woman at the house Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass - all right! I cannot raise my drink, Without stopping to think That some bad baby's givin' me trouble I cannot raise my drink, Without stopping to think That some bad baby's givin' me trouble If you wanna see what's inside of Sally You'll find that doll in a hole Out in the alley, Yeah I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass That booze is a-turning bitter I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass 'cause you got no more than bitter If you know a little bit about my past Take my switch at the bitch in my house