Put your gear into fire. Lay your bullets on the ground. Turn your head to desire. There's a woman going down. She said she'll rough you up all the way. And she gonna spit you out count your days. She says choice is yours casually. So why don't you do what comes naturally. CHORUS:. Sink the pink it's all the fashion. Drink the drink it's old-fashioned. Gimme water gimme wine. Gonna show you a good time. Sink the pink. Sink the pink. Got a fever runnin' high. Give you wings to make you fly. She school you like a fool. She make you break the rules. She wanna get a shot hit the spot. Then I'm gonna rack 'em up get that hot. She said make it good satisfy. You know that woman got [Dallas | jealous] eyes. REPEAT CHORUS. Solo. REPEAT CHORUS.