If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck If the sea was whiskey and I was a diving duck I'd dive to the bottom and I don't know if I'd come up Well, I'm just here wondering With a matchbox on my clothes Yes, I'm just here wondering With a matchbox on my clothes You know if things don't get no better Then down the road I go Whiskey and beers They don't make me drunk Whiskey and beers They don't make me drunk But I believe my election make me pack my trunk So I sing da da da da (And da da da da)