The Ballad Of Wilhelm Fink Lyrics

Well, said that I'd meetcha
At the Berkeley Marina
3 a.m. when no one will be found

All I got in mind
Is a Boone's Farm jug of wine
Smash a bottle in the parking lot

But considering our luck,
We'll get busted by the cops
Instead of s*x, we'll go to jail
Another lesson learned and failed