Beer Goggles - Smash Mouth

I don’t love you but I want to

Just give me something that I can hold on to

Come on baby and speed your lust to me

Here’s my number on a cocktail napkin

Think about it like a loaded weapon

Cock the hammer and point that thing at me

Why don’t you call

Why don’t you call

Why don’t you call

Kill me for the thrill of it all

I want someone, anyone

Tall ones, short ones, skinny ones

I want someone, anyone

You spend your nights at home crying

I spend mine death defying

I call it testing morality

So pull the goggles down over your eyes

And say good night to the rest of the barflies

I’m forever yours temporarily

Why don’t you call

Why don’t you call

Why don’t you call

Kill me for the thrill of it all

I want someone, anyone

Drunk ones, spun ones, anyone

I want someone, anyone

Fat ones, whacked ones, give me some

I want someone, anyone

Spend some, rent one, lend me one

Fun ones, dumb ones, gypsy chicks on rocks

Done ones, even chicks with chicken pox

I want someone, anyone

(I want someone, anyone)

I want someone, anyone

(I want someone, anyone)

Drunk ones, spun ones, give me some

(I want someone, anyone)

Fat ones, whacked ones, anyone

I want someone, anyone