Christopher Lee
"Name Your Poison"

Mai Tai say that I'm Old Fashioned,
Tres Vin Ordinaire
That I want a fresh Manhattan
With white anglo-saxons everywhere?
A Black Russian's no Pink Lady
Give her a Singapore Sling.
And Moscow Mule is not your baby
So Highball the Vodka, and name your sting
Be a big shot, with a Bullshot
Be a schwein mit der Wein
Have a short, or a port, or a snort, of any sort.
Asti Spumante . Uno Chianti.

Are divine!

I got some economic Hocks,
A Gin and Tonic on the rocks.
Where Angels fear to tread, I say-
Choose your booze! Let's hit the red-eye!
Think of young Deanna Durbin,
And how she sung on Rum and Bourbon.
Or enhance your luncheon hour
With a Planter's Punch,
And a Whiskey Sour
If you feel like a wreck,
Try a Horse's Neck
Or a Sherry with a cherry in the new fun size-

If you don't name your poison
I'll have to get the boys in
The spirit of adventure opens ones eyes
If you don't name your poison
I'll have to get the boys in
And you'll never see another Tequila Sunrise

Live happily ever after
With a Chablis and some laughter.
Between the Sheets is lovely
With a dizzy blonde and a bottle of bubbly
There's nothing sicker in society
Than a lack of liquor and sobriety
So! Down the hatch. Here's mud in your eye!
Take a bracer with a chaser, wash it down with rye!
Bottoms up, stirrup cup!
It'll put you in the pink.

And all you have to do is

Drink, Drink, etc.