Beer Goggles - Swashbuckle

Damn girl, what’s your deal?

We were just tryin' to cop a feel

Seems ya got beat with an ugly stick

And those thighs are lookin' pretty thick

Your genetics didn’t bless you

So its booze to the rescue!

Your hotness level just got toggled

Embrace the power of beer goggles

Its an age old technique

For in between the sheets

Refill our empty cups

Blood alcohol level up!

You got what it takes to fuck some whales?

Man the harpoons!

Let’s bag some tail!

Wouldn’t fuck ya with someone else’s dick

Ladies, we could have our pick

But thanks to liquid sense destroyers

We’re equal opportunity employers

Even your goddamn rolls have rolls

Before we put it in yar holes

We’ll find a toilet so we can yack

Then pound ya with our monster sacks

Bump and grind like you’re a perfect ten

You think it’ll last, but think again

Kick ya to the curb and hit the road

Shotgun some cans for a quick reload

Keep tellin' yourself personality matters

As last call quickly descends

Hazy judgments become our friends