(A. Young / M. Young / B. Johnson) Put your gear into fire Lay your bullets on the ground Turn your head to desire There's a woman going down She said she'll rack you up, all the way Then she gonna spit you out, count your days She says choice is yours, casually So why don't you do what comes naturally Sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, it's old fashioned Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink Got a fever running high Give you wings to make you fly She school you like a fool She make you break the rules She wanna give you a shot, hit the spot And I'm gonna rack em up, get it hot She said, make it good, satisfy You know that woman got Dallas eyes Sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, it's old fashioned Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink Sink the pink, it's all the fashion Drink the drink, it's old fashioned Gimme water, gimme wine Gonna show you, a good time Sink the pink, sink the pink, sink the pink Sink the pink Sink the pink
