Track byReverend Horton Heat
Please don't take the baby to the liquor store It's not the kind of bottle he's been cryin' for Take our milk money and walk right out the door But please don't take the baby to the liquor store Don't need tequila candy with the worm inside It's hard for him to swallow, as well as our pride His dirty feet might dangle like it's some fun ride But it's not a grocery basket when there's booze inside Please don't take the baby to the liquor store It's not the kind of bottle he's been cryin' for Take the milk money and walk right out the door But please don't take the baby to the liquor store I searched our dusty pantry for some old saltines The kids say they are hungry and I know what they mean A jar of party olives and some grenadine Can't satisfy their hunger like those pork and beans Please don't take the baby to the liquor store It's not the kind of bottle he's been cryin' for Take the milk money and walk right out the door But please don't take the baby to the liquor store Don't store the whiskey bottles on the lowest lying shelves Easily accessible to tiny little elves Neighbors start to gossip when our children start to play Crown Royal bags aren't mittens on a cold winter's day Please don't take the baby to the liquor store It's not the kind of bottle he's been cryin' for Take the milk money and walk right out the door But please don't take the baby to the liquor store Please don't take the baby to the liquor store Liquor store