Royal Canadian blended,
the spicy aroma had mended me.
Matured for years and imported,
into my glass you poured it.
And you're the only reason that I remain unfrozen.
Suppose it stands to reason
that you would turn on me.

You're so solid,
You're so solid,
It burns inside of me, cos you're so solid,
It burns inside of me.

Wild Turkey's been chosen,
its caramel nose can smell me,
Arbourler, Jameson I love you,
the single [bad word] burning.
And you're the only reason that I remain unfrozen.
Suppose it stands to reason
that you would turn on me.

You're so solid,
You're so solid,
It burns inside of me, cos you're so solid,
It burns inside of me.

Royal Canadian blended,
the spicy aroma had mended me.
And you're the only reason that I remain unfrozen.
Suppose it stands to reason
that you would turn on me.

You're so solid,
You're so solid,
It burns inside of me, cos you're so solid,
It burns inside me.