You're Pretty When I'm Drunk

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One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin' Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless Until we brought Skip O'Pot2Mus And Daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb And everybody knows that the Daddy eats his young Lupus in the lavatory makin' a big stink Macin' up the toilet seat and poopin' in the sink M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup Waitin' for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up 'Cause I'm the One Bottle Willy with the Twelve Horse Ale After that I get silly like Soupy Sales Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to biddy battle I'm Hungry Like The Wolf but I'll end up tendin' cattle 'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk Here she comes a funky fried cutie Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty 'Cause I'm Mr. McFeelie with a Speedy Delivery You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me But maybe I should check and see if this is where I wanna be Hey Lupus is she cute? Yeah for a Pygmy What do you know? You're probably goin' home alone And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone Plus beauty it's only skin deep It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak I could tap that barrel in fact I know I can It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken 'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk Regrets I've had a few First and foremost I'd like to mention you For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy You're a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy You can call it big-boned I'd prefer to call it gut You're Buddha you're Shamu you're Jabba the fuckin' Hutt You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry It was 3:00 A.M. and I wasn't gettin' squat So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian Then it hit me somethin' bit me while my little rod was fishing I was deep sea fishin' I took a fat chance But how was I supposed to know that Jabberjaws lived in your pants? At that junction I came to realize That only Frank Perdue likes thighs that size Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament That you were not a girl you were an experiment 'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk You're pretty when I'm drunk And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Do do do do do do