She drips diamonds like a glacier melts She’s self-made down to her buckles and belts And she’s really happy, but not with a lot And she gets her pleasures from her candy shop She’s busy, busy losing the [?] Busy but her mind is shut Doesn’t really want it to stop She just says now Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell I ain’t drinking that honey can’t you tell Jump while they’re swimming, this ship is sinking God knows who to [?] so Hey there mister, throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well Don’t start thinking, it messes with your head Go with instincts, the sweet or the dead True love is out there, it’s waiting with a ring You’ll know her face the second she walks in He’s busy, busy losing the [?] Busy but his mind is shut He doesn’t really want it to stop He just says now Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell I ain’t drinking that honey can’t you tell Jump while they’re swimming, this ship is sinking God knows who to [?] so Hey there mister, throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well Hey there sister, that bottle is your hell I ain’t drinking that honey can’t you tell Jump while they’re swimming, this ship is sinking God knows who to [?] so Hey there mister, throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well