where is my whiskey
i'm going to call my alcohollic part tonight
and my friend we're gonna be so tight
i wanna smell illusions of our helpless freedom
it makes me brave, it makes me say few words that sound like dirty blues

where is my whiskey
i'm going to [bad word] tonight with or without you
and nobody shouldn't stop my [bad word] body
where is your pretty smile
you are so y when my whiskey have the same party as me

where is my boogie shoes
i'll smash this dancing floor tonight
oh [bad word] this party seems to be the legendary one
you're so hot you're so young 
hey baby don't you show your dirty love
to me and all my friends

where is my whiskey
i hope tomorrow [bad word] 
and we will die so [bad word] so beautifull and so young
where is my whiskey
i'm feeling that i fell apart
hey, anybody, do you see
where is my love