They say that in Pittsburgh on Saturday night
Most every person you meet, they are tight
The men with their bottles their wives with a can
And young girls go prowling around like a man
One woman I met, I will never forget
She fell in the sewer and got soaking wet
A crowd gathered round her, all thinking her dead
Then she got up and quickly she said, Oh -
Isn't it queer how some women drink beer?
They drink and they drink and get tight
And that new license plan, well it ain't worth a damn
In Soho on Saturday night
They all tossed their drink, a round of drinks they came
As fast as they could fill them up around the drinks they came
Carnegie he got blind drunk, Oliver couldn't see
Frick was bad, but Mellon was a damn sight worse than me!
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