Message In A Bottle - Gillan

I was born in a bar in '45

It’s sure a wonder this boy’s alive

I feel no pain but I’m getting so dry

Take me to a brewery and leave me there to die

I went to Chicago they put me in a bed

I turned bright yellow they thought that I was dead

For the next six months they said avoid temptation

I said fine I’ll drink in moderation

One bottle a day — of scotland’s finest

If I learned to love and I learned to sing

I would know a little bit of everything

I put a message in a bottle I was stranded on a rock

Send another gallon 'cos I’m running out of stock

I can see you in my little bottle

You are laughing and I am too

When you’re empty and I’m gone

Then they will laugh

And throw us both away