Bottles upon bottles of liquor
Sour liquor
You know each one by heart
Just like every customer
They swish and sway
Most curse and complain
The older men are creepy, really
The younger ask you out on dates
(Most) of the younger men will treat you right
Learning new details of their lives
Over a 6-pack
Wait until tomorrow – they’ll be back
Watch the shelves empty themselves
Just like the customers
One Bacardi here and a Captain Morgan there
For every bottle, there’s a secret to share
Close the store up
Withdrawals and window banging
If you unlock the doors
They won’t pay you in money
Wipe the dirt and gossip off the floor
We have more secrets than we did before
Lock them all up in the safe
Before they’re shown daylight the next day
For me, really
Working at a liquor is interesting, I'll tell you.