[TheBigB]

There's a port..
On a Western bay

And it serves...
A hundred ships a day

Lonely sailors...
pass the time away

Talkin' 'bout their homes.

And there's a girl...
in this harbor town

And she works...
layin' whiskey down

They say Brandy...
fetch another round

She serves them whiskey and wine.

That's from memory, folks. :^)

[small_l_libertarian]

See, you're a hopeless case, too. (What a truly awful song.)

[somerville]

How on EARTH did you remember the lyrics to "Brandy ?" Amazing... it must have made quite an impact on you.