GLEE

A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret!
Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it
nor share it,
For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!

No skylight! no twilight! while Bacchus
rules o'er us:
No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus:
Let us moisten our clay, since 'tis thirsty
and porous:
No thinking! no shrinking! all drinking in chorus!

A heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!
So fill me a bumper, a bumper of claret!
Let the bottle pass freely, don't shirk it
nor share it,
For a heeltap! a heeltap! I never could bear it!