Of Johnnie, Jim, and Jack
The thirsty buddies love to knock one back
And Jack, the old fart, is best served some Daniel's
But then disaster struck when the three were in Hamburg
Reeperbahn was closed and no train back home
Their thirst was unbearable
They freaked out, because
That summer on Majorca the three are wasted
They can only slur and no waiter is in sight
They grab the mugs from a bowling club
But after the first gulp everyone starts to scream
The moral of the story is crystal clear
Whoever mixes beer and lemonade ain't quite normal
Of Johnnie, Jim, and Jack
No more Radler, we chug everything else