(With Jack White)
Well, Portland, Oregon and sloe gin fizz
If that ain't love
Then tell me what is, uh-huh
Uh-huh
Well, I lost my heart
It didn't take no time
But that ain't all
I lost my mind in Oregon
In a booth in the corner
With the lights down low
I was moving in fast
She was taking it slow, uh-huh
Uh-huh
Well, I looked at him
And caught him looking at me
I knew right then
We were playing free in Oregon
Next day we knew last night got drunk
But we loved enough
For the both of us, uh-huh
Uh-huh
In the morning when the night
Had sobered up
It was much too late
For the both of us in Oregon
Well, sloe gin fizz works mighty fast
When you drink it by the pitcher
And not by the glass, uh-huh
Uh-huh
Hey, bartender
Before you close
Pour us one more drink
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go
Yeah
And a pitcher to go
And a pitcher to go