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  1. A1 Root Beer, Ice Cream, Whiskey Pop
    Verse 1You don't need a shaker, you don't need a scoop,You don't need a mug or a straw with a loop.The root beer and vanilla came along for the ride,It's already in the bottle, it's already inside.ChorusRoot beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!It's all in the bottle, from the bottom to the top.Root beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!Pop the cork, pour it up, and the work can stop.Verse 2No root beer to buy, no freezer to raid,No spoon in the sink when the float's already made.Pour it over ice or pour it up neat,Every single sip is the whole darn treat.ChorusRoot beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!It's all in the bottle, from the bottom to the top.Root beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!Pop the cork, pour it up, and the work can stop.BridgeThree tastes! (Three tastes!) One bottle's all you need,Three tastes! (Three tastes!) The label's all you read.ChorusRoot beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!It's all in the bottle, from the bottom to the top.Root beer, ice cream, Whiskey Pop!Pop the cork, pour it up, and the work can stop.
    Root Beer, Ice Cream, Whiskey Pop Duke Sarsaparilla & His Orchestra

    The hero record. It's all in the bottle, so pop the cork and let the big band do the rest.

    2:10
  2. A2 Pull Up a Stool
    Verse 1Don't stand there in the doorway with your hat in your hand,There's a seat at the counter and a glass on the stand.The jukebox has a nickel and the nickel's on me,So pull up a stool, honey, pull up and see.ChorusPull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Good drinks taste better with a crowd, that's the rule.Pull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Whiskey Pop's pouring and the counter's full.Verse 2There's a fella on the end who's been here since noon,There's a couple in the corner sharing one straw,There's a gal with a story and it's only half through,So pull up a stool, and she'll tell it to you.ChorusPull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Good drinks taste better with a crowd, that's the rule.Pull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Whiskey Pop's pouring and the counter's full.BridgeNobody drinks alone here, that's the only law,Slide on over, sugar, and grab yourself a straw.ChorusPull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Good drinks taste better with a crowd, that's the rule.Pull up a stool! (Pull up a stool!)Whiskey Pop's pouring and the counter's full.
    Pull Up a Stool The Counter Sisters

    Three-part harmony and an open seat. Good drinks taste better with a crowd, that's the rule.

    1:46
  3. B1 Don't Tell Me What Whiskey Is
    Verse 1He's got a leather notebook and a tiny tasting glass,He'll talk your ear clean off about the barrel and the mash.Said, "I only drink it neat." I said, "Buddy, so did I."Then I slid him one of these, and the notebook said goodbye.ChorusDon't tell me what whiskey is, don't tell me what it ain't,Seventy proof is on the label, plain as paint.Nobody's taking your bourbon, nobody's touching your rye,Sit down, have one, it's Saturday night.Verse 2He came back on Tuesday, and on Friday he came too,Said, "I'm only being thorough, you understand, it's what I do."By the fourth time in, he quit pretending altogether,Ordered it with ice cream, said, "Now that's a whole lot better."ChorusDon't tell me what whiskey is, don't tell me what it ain't,Seventy proof is on the label, plain as paint.Nobody's taking your bourbon, nobody's touching your rye,Sit down, have one, it's Saturday night.BridgeLoosen up the tie, take off the hat,Ain't nobody at this counter judging you for that.ChorusDon't tell me what whiskey is, don't tell me what it ain't,Seventy proof is on the label, plain as paint.Nobody's taking your bourbon, nobody's touching your rye,Sit down, have one, it's Saturday night.
    Don't Tell Me What Whiskey Is Hank Seventy & the Proof

    A whiskey snob, a tiny tasting glass, and a slow surrender. Honky-tonk with a wink.

    1:23
  4. B2 Sweet on the Pop
    Verse 1Down on the corner where the trumpets blow,Got a little something that you oughta know,Root beer sweet and a whiskey kick,One little sip and you'll be feeling it quick.ChorusSweet on the Pop, sweet on the Pop,Vanilla and whiskey, don't ever stop,Horns are swinging, glasses clink,Sweet on the Pop, that's the only drink.Verse 2Scat it out now, let the good times roll,Friends all gathered, that's the goal,Ice in the glass, sunshine in the cup,Raise it up high, baby, sweet on the Pop.ChorusSweet on the Pop, sweet on the Pop,Vanilla and whiskey, don't ever stop,Horns are swinging, glasses clink,Sweet on the Pop, that's the only drink.OutroSweet, sweet on the Pop.
    Sweet on the Pop The Fountain Five

    Trumpets on the corner, glasses clinking. Our brass number.

    2:07
  5. C1 Two Cubes, Darlin'
    Verse 1The lights are low and the band plays sweet,Table for two, red vinyl seat,Pour me something smooth tonight,Whiskey Pop under the amber light.ChorusTwo cubes, darlin', that's all I need,Root beer whiskey, take it slow, take it easy,Two cubes, darlin', hold my hand,The best things in life were never planned.Verse 2Vanilla cream on a velvet tongue,Old songs playing, we're still young,Every toast is one more start,Two cubes, darlin', straight to the heart.ChorusTwo cubes, darlin', that's all I need,Root beer whiskey, take it slow, take it easy,Two cubes, darlin', hold my hand,The best things in life were never planned.OutroTwo cubes, darlin'... that's all.
    Two Cubes, Darlin' Frankie Float

    Red vinyl booth, lights turned low. The slow dance.

    3:00
  6. C2 The Whiskey Pop Stomp
    Intro(Brass hits) One, two, you know what to do!Verse 1Well, the horns start honking and the floor starts to shake,Every stool at the counter's got a stake.Somebody hollers "Pour!" and the foam comes high,A root beer float with a whiskey in its eye.ChorusDo the Whiskey Pop Stomp! (Stomp!) Let the big band romp!Root beer, vanilla, and a seventy-proof stomp!Kick up your heels till the counter's gone loud,Whiskey Pop Stomp, come on, get in the crowd!Verse 2Trumpets in the balcony, trombone in the aisle,Sax man's grinning like he's been here a while.Grab your partner, spin 'em twice around the room,Whiskey Pop's pouring and the brass goes BOOM!ChorusDo the Whiskey Pop Stomp! (Stomp!) Let the big band romp!Root beer, vanilla, and a seventy-proof stomp!Kick up your heels till the counter's gone loud,Whiskey Pop Stomp, come on, get in the crowd!Sax SoloBridge(Whiskey!) Pop! (Whiskey!) Pop!Everybody in the joint says it's never gonna stop!(Whiskey!) Pop! (Whiskey!) Pop!Kick it to the top, do the Whiskey Pop Stomp!ChorusDo the Whiskey Pop Stomp! (Stomp!) Let the big band romp!Root beer, vanilla, and a seventy-proof stomp!Kick up your heels till the counter's gone loud,Whiskey Pop Stomp, come on, get in the crowd!OutroWhiskey Pop Stomp! (Stomp!) Hey!
    The Whiskey Pop Stomp Benny Bottlecap & the Stompers

    The closer. Clarinet out front, brass hits, a shout chorus, and the whole counter on its feet.

    2:52
  7. Secret side
    D1 Go Dumb on the Pop
    IntroAyy! Whiskey Pop in the Bay, yadadamean?Verse 1Pull up to the function, fit fresh, kicks clean,Got a root beer float in a bottle, you feel me?Seventy proof, don't stir it, don't shake,It's already in the bottle, ain't nothin' to make.HookGo dumb on the Pop! (Pop!) Go dumb on the Pop! (Pop!)Whiskey Pop, root beer, and it don't stop (stop!)Hella smooth, hella Bay, hella float in the glass,Go dumb on the Pop, yadadamean, that's the Pop!Verse 2From the 707 to the 415, Vallejo to the Sco,Whiskey Pop on the table, that's how the Bay go,Stunna shades on, that's the Pop face,One sip and you grinnin' all over the place.HookGo dumb on the Pop! (Pop!) Go dumb on the Pop! (Pop!)Whiskey Pop, root beer, and it don't stop (stop!)Hella smooth, hella Bay, hella float in the glass,Go dumb on the Pop, yadadamean, that's the Pop!BridgeSlap it in the 510, slap it on the block,Everybody two-steppin' with a Whiskey Pop,Ghost ride? Nah. We just sip and we rock,Yadadamean, cuz, it's the Whiskey Pop.HookGo dumb on the Pop! (Pop!) Go dumb on the Pop! (Pop!)Whiskey Pop, root beer, and it don't stop (stop!)Hella smooth, hella Bay, hella float in the glass,Go dumb on the Pop, yadadamean, that's the Pop!OutroWhiskey Pop... 707... 415... the Bay, ayy.
    Go Dumb on the Pop Yadada Mean & the Slap

    The Bay Area side. 707 to the 415, and it's already in the bottle, yadadamean.

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