There’s wine in the cupboard
And there’s beer on ice
Up in Mabel’s room
And if you need it
There’s love advice
Up in Mabel’s room
There’s orange-crate tables
Cigarettes without labels
On a blanket woven on an Indian loom
And winner or dud
You feel like a stud
Up in Mabel’s room
No man’s born a-knowing
All that he should know
He needs a place for growing
I had the place to go
Dime store candles and
Vita bath
Up in Mabel’s room
When you were down
She could make you laugh
Up in Mabel’s room
Orange crate tables
Cigarettes without labels
On a blanket woven on an Indian loom
And I’m a man
Strong and stable
Who should wear the label
Made in
Mabel’s room