"Sink The Pink" — from Fly on the Wall (1985). A snooker double entendre from the self-produced mid-1980s era.
Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
There's a woman going down
She gonna rough you up, all the way
Then 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
Gonna get a shot, hit the spot
Then she gonna rack 'em up, get it hot
She said make it good, satisfy
You know that woman got Dallas eyes
REPEAT CHORUS
Solo
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- From Fly on the Wall (1985). The snooker metaphor is uniquely British — appropriate for a band who made their name touring the UK.