You can’t tell me these aren’t the thirstiest lines in an otherwise eulogising song:
“Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
In the rooms of her ice-water mansion”
—*eyebrow waggle*
”Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams
The islands and bays are for sportsmen”
—*wink wink*
“And farther below Lake Ontario
Takes in what Lake Erie can send her”
—If ya know what I mean.