Whisky & Gin - Lyrics by Evan Whetter Staying out late, been out on a date Slept right through the alarm but just wait There’s more, old landlord at the door She said pay your rent boy by the end of the week Or you're out on the bones of your butt in the street Called up a few of my friends that can play Johnny Guitar & Harmonica Ray It’s true, here’s what we’re gonna do We’re gonna have a rent party it’s starting at eight Pay that old landlord the money that’s late With a whisky and a gin Everybody’s welcome in Just put a dollar in the tin Everybody’s gonna win