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I've been thinking about my wasted youth
Don't remember much from all your dry vermouth
Haven't spoken with no body from those days back then
Except

Dirty Mind

Buckcherry

Buckcherry

1999

till you find it injected in your hand
I told the truth, dry vermouth, the crap your inhaling
I'm gonna die in your mind 
And find a dirty fucking

The streets still radiate with heat
We hang onto the summer
Pour me a tall dry vermouth 
And take me undercover
Spend another night with you 
In our sweet

I love a little Tanqueray, with an olive, not a twist,
And just a hint of dry vermouth, sprayed on like Irish mist.
I'll have one in the morning just

Sunday
Running out of dry vermouth
Groovin' with the singles
Nancy in her go-go boots

something new
We got whiskey, gin, some dry vermouth
What kind of cocktail do you choose
Doesn't matter, yeah all ends in your bladder
Don't do soda only

with Taylor Gang, hit that shit like Taylor Made
Drivin' thru the city smooth, mixing drinks with dry-Vermouth
Drinking too much every day, telling

with Taylor Gang, hit that shit like Taylor Made
Drivin' thru the city smooth, mixing drinks with dry-Vermouth
Drinking too much every day, telling

cruise plenty of foos blues clues big news dry vermouth uncle drew

Like imma Florida man
Get her a boat and she'll dance
I stay sharp like a lance

the sun I was waiting for)
Venom truth and a dry vermouth will numb the vanity

She's a vision of pure perfection
Maybe one possible exception or 2 or 3

chicks from every single planet” 

I ordered me a Monkey Fizz, with extra dry vermouth 
The waitress said, “it’s coming up, I’ll bring it to your booth”

Book Smart, Street Stupid

Sarah Slean

Sarah Slean

2001

Time just wears a prettier face
I'm book smart
Street stupid

So, don't look for me in confession booth
I'm with my paints, and my pens, and my dry

so sour like a dry shot of vermouth
Plenty days that I've spent wasted in my youth
But when I'm drinkin' and I'm smokin' only time I soothe
All these

Negroni, Baileys, Kahlua, Sambuca
Soju, paloma, mojito, gimlet, Frangelico, Guinness
Tequila, manhattan, a margarita, old fashioned
Dry vermouth

don't tell the truth
I'mma keep my lies dry like vermouth
She a dirty martini baby no half a spoof
Imma get me scoop I'm with a big spoon
I lied, just

Waiting for you to come down
I need to see you
I need to be your sweetness
When you come down

I love to kiss your sour mouth
Dry gin and sweet vermouth
You

six
Gin and vermouth and mix
Seven, eight, nine
Gonna take up to ten in a line
Don't let the river dry

Silver river
Shiver, shake and quiver

I Can't Surf

The Reverend Horton Heat

It's Martini Time

with a layer of ice this time.

Dirty, dry up, or in between,
From the very first sip you know what I mean.
When you're out with a babe you don't

a layer of ice this time.

Dirty, dry up, or in between,
From the very first sip you know what I mean,
When you're out with a babe you don't nickel or dime,

strides
The stories told
As you grow, there's truth in lies
Since a youth you know I rule
Lord of the Flies
My gins missing vermouth
As I drown out

Vermouth up in my extra dry?
(Dump Gawd)

Roll in the mud to get them bloodhounds off me (Brr)
Fucking with the thugs and the bustdowns doggy
We can