She was poured into her dress With the right amount of shake Her engine, it was built for sin All five gears and no brake She is a tight little package With some assets to spare, But a face to stop a clock Make a blind man swear and stare. Now me, I'm no prize. I am more troll than I am man, With a gut built like a beer keg Absolutely no sun tan. I got a nose like a shark fin Some teeth have gone astray, But drinking some more whiskey Puts my handsome on display Oh the tavern lights grow dim, We're painting up the town The spell gets stronger With each one that you throw down. Two beasts at the bar, Drinking beauty from the brew, By the end of the night, I’m good-looking to you. Some call it beer goggles, Some call it drunkard's sight, What’s ugly by daylight Is a beauty by midnight. So lets toast to the magic To the whiskey and the gin, By the bottom of the bottle, We’re both lookin’ fine again. Oh the tavern lights grow dim, We're painting up the town The spell gets stronger With each one that you throw down. Two beasts at the bar, Drinking beauty from the brew, By the end of the night, I’m good-looking to you. (Come here, baby... ) (Ah yeah, you look so good) But come Sunday morning, With the cold light of day, That beauty I was drinking Has sobered clean away.
