I love, I love the little bartending girl,
I love I love my little bartender girl
I love, I love I love the little bartender girl
every time she brings beer

happy hour, drinks are just a buck fifty nine,
dinner hour, comin and I'm feelin fine,
eight, it rolls around, I'm pissed to the noots
nine o'clock I gotta wizz, or I'll fill my boots,
yeah, yeah my heart's in a whirl
I love I love I love that little bartender girl
I feel fine, every time, she brings beer

saturdays the bands come in, from all around the people come
listen to the band, and get looped on rum,
closing time is always bad, they whine and fight
ene up in the drunk tank almost every night
yeah, yeah my heart's in a whirl
I love I love I love that little bartender girl
I feel fine, every time, she brings beer

through the week, I'm drinkin scotch and feelin fine
thursday comes, I need a loan to pay this time
friday morn my head's as heavy as a rock
saturday, I want to go by five o'clock
yeah, yeah my heart's in a whirl
I love I love I love that little bartender girl
I feel fine, every time, she brings beer

wonder when the girl who serves will want I.D.
obvious she doesn't know I'mm just sixteen,
think she loves me, would she though, if she knew?
the fact that she is sixty means that we are through
yeah, yeah my heart's in a whirl
I love I love I love that little bartender girl
I feel fine, every time, she brings beer