It was just a Liter (Wonky Pardon Jazz Cover)

[Lyrics by Karl Layton, all rights reserved] [verse] Oh I'm tired of all this talk and all the buzz There you drink a liter or two Blood that is, I tell you as a clue And people make so much of it, such a fuzz [chorus] Just a liter or two That is not so much Now don't get pale, not you Feel my cold hand, my touch [verse] If you save people once from a fire Do they call you the people-saver? If you drive with a flat tire Do they call you the flat tire raver? No they don't. But there you go and only drink from a throat once And then discard the body like in a trance [chorus] And they are all up in arms Brings the pitchforks and the torches Transylvanian charms But it doesn't help, they still storm the porches [instrument solo] [talking] Oh it was just a liter Just a lit lit liter I am not a bad guy, not a child beater Don't make a fuzz about it. Hey why are you all pale? I I prepared the room, up in my castle there Oh come on... baby... where are you running to?