Well some liquor was spilled on the barroom floor
And the bar was closed for the night
And out of a hole climbed a little brown mouse
And he sat in the pale moonlight
Well he lapped up the liquor from the barroom floor
And on his haunches he sat
And all night long you could hear him roar
Bring out the god damn cat!
Well the cat came out and they had a little spat
And the cat ate up the little mouse (Chomp chomp!)
And the moral of this story is
You can’t drink liquor on the house