Alcohol

The suits and ties travel near and far
From the Downtown club to the beachside bar
Slicked-back hair, a smile and wink
They've just come from corporate and they've got just the drink
From La Jolla shores to La Mesa stores
They steal from the rich and from the poor
You see, alcohol is our liquid whore
It always puts out, we always want more
Napa Valley wines, and moonshines with zest
Send suckers with their wallets to put drinks to the test
But it doesn't matter if they succeed or they fail
Next week they'll have something new for sale
Gins that are dry, vodkas higher than Skyy
Each comes with it's promise, each comes with it's lie
So which one of these wonders will make your summer lips moisten?
Belly up, but beware, when they ask "what's your poison?"