What Are You Thirsty For?

Brother, times are tough

No one's got enough

The Depression is in full swing

And to make things worse

We're all under a curse

Of the government prohibiting

Yes, we're all in a fix

From their federal tricks!

And Chicago is on the brink

Oh, but I've got the keys

'Cause in times like these

We could certainly all use a drink!

Are you lookin' for

A friendly door

To knock and come on in?

Well, the name's Sweet Sue

And I'm here for you!

So that the good times can begin

If you need good hospitality

Well, the clerk will check your troubles

And come sit by me!

Let me figure out your recipe

Ay, what are you thirsty for?

Are you achin' for

A whole lot more

Or are about to call it quits!

Let me introduce

All the kinds of dukes

Prohibition prohibits

'Cause when you're drowning in a sea of debt

That's the time you go to war to get your whistle wet

Is there something special I can get?

Ay, what are you thirsty for?

I can see real good times around the bend

I can feel 'em coming, by and by (I feel 'em coming, by and by)

But until that blessed day, my friend

This is no time to be dry! (To be dry!)

Do you heavy up every now and then

To let loose and ring the bell? (Sounds swell!)

Well, then read my lips

And watch my hips

And let's merrily go to hell! (Too swell!)

When the hard tines put you to the test

And The Depression has you feeling so damn depressed

Lay your weary head on my chest

Ay, what are you thirsty for?

On the outside times are lookin' real

But here inside there ain't no clocks! (No clocks!)

Let the fools outside all sink or swim

As we stay high on the rocks!

Is the small amount in your bank account