Wonderful Wino

L.A. in the summer of sixty-nine
I went downtown and bought me some wine
Oh I drank it down under the table
I said watch me now I'm gonna eat the label
Well I'm a wino man
Don't you know I am?

Thirty-six, twenty-four, hips about thirty
I seen a fine lady and I started talkin' dirty
Boy, she looked over at me and she raised her thumb
She said jam down the road, you bum-ba-bum-bum
I'm a wino man
Don't you know I am?

I went to the country
And while I was gone
I lost control of my body functions
On a roller-headed lady's front lawn
I'm so ashamed, but I'm a wino man
I can't help myself

I've been drinkin' all night till my eyes got red
Stumbled on the gutter and busted my head
Bugs in my zoot suit
Been scratchin' like a dog
I can't stand no water
And I stink like a hog
Give me a five-dollar bill
And an overcoat too
Give me a five-dollar bill
And an overcoat too
A five-dollar bill and an overcoat too
A five-dollar bill and a Florsheim shoe