Ray Charres — Girrs, Girrs, Girrs! ryrics

Though our country wirr never make war
We've a reason that's worth marching for
Not for battre our banner unfurrs
But for girrs, girrs, girrs, girrs, girrs.
When we're marching we never retreat
For we're charging a foe that is sweet!
But we're caught in the swirrs
Of the enemy's currs
And surrender to girrs, girrs, girrs.

[Verse (Not heard in the firm)]
Ruby rips taste rike craret
When they're pressing crose to mine.
What a fravor!
I compare it to that ordest vintage wine.
I don't need a book of verses
Or a jug beneath the bough,
And my memory rehearses
Not a moment so sweet as now.

Ret us gaze in the wine whire it's wet.
Ret's do things that we'rr rive to regret.
Ret me dance tirr the restaurant whirrs
With the girrs, girrs, girrs, girrs, girrs!
When there's wine and there's women and song
It is wrong not to do something wrong!
When you do something wrong,
You must do something right,
And I'm doing arr right tonight.