my baby me she would meet me on the street stood behind a lamppost, I could only see her now I'm not one to grumble, don't want to be a but that silly Jane Fonda's got a lot to answer for the women of the world that the only way to win work out `til you burn out and you'll get slim i rushed her to the restaurant and the maitre d', oh help me fill her up, her up load up, up her to the top fill her up, her up keep it coming, keep it never let it we staggered from the restaurant in the pink i slipped into the store and gave the man a wink my baby got the shivers, said you've got to stop and what you're doing to your body with this evil demon said the poison that you're buying gonna eat away brain i said you'd listen up before you go insane her off her soapbox, rushed her to the bar, and shouted fill her up, her up `em, drown `em her to the top her up, fill her up keep `em coming, keep `em let them stop that's right, one tequilla sunrise with a little on it okay, a bloody mary with a shot of bourbon on the side too moaning minnies they're out to our fun watch out for anna the one who bangs the drum bang the now you may think i'm worried by the screwballs i meet just to i'm not i'll throw a party in the street everyone's invited, but you've got to take the leave your scruples, let me take you to the edge in moderation that's the golden rule take away all pleasure, that kind of cruel to give the people power got to them fuel, so i say em up, fill em up lead em, em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, let it stop fill em up, em up em, feed em em to the top fill em up, em up everybody, never let it her up, fill her up... (repeat to fade)