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Artist: Lagwagon download mp3
Title: Beer Goggles
Lyrics:
The crowd is looking meager
Only 40 to 50 in the flock
But 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock
And you can probably see that we're not all that tight
A couple more drinks will alter your sight
That does not mean fight
I'm not saying I have to be drunk
But tequila shots make it more fun
I'm havin' fun
[Chorus]
Oh, Beer Goggles
I love to put them on
Next to eachother at the bar
She's thinkin' he's the one
I'm thinkin' where's my car
She thinks I look good
Obviously she didn't smell that fart
"Oh, what kind of cologne is that you're wearing?"
Hey man, it's a start
"Hi, my name's Barbie"
"My name's Ken"
The perfect couple 'cause we're drunk in the head
I'm drunk again
[Repeat Chorus]
And one size fits all!!!
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A Feedback Of Truckstop Poetry
After You My Friend
Alien 8
Angry Days
Bad Moon Rising
Bad Scene
Beer Goggles
Black Eyes
Bombs Away
Bring On The Dancing Horses
Bro Dependent
Brodeo
Brown Eyed Girl
Burn That Bridge When We Get To It
Bury The Hatchet
Bye For Now
Change Despair
Child Inside
Choke
Coffee And Cigarettes
Confession
Defeat You
Demented Rumors
Dis'chords
Drive By
Eat Your Words
Everything Turns Grey
Failure
Foiled Again
Freedom Of Choice
Give It Back
Goin' South
Gun In Your Hand
Hurry Up And Wait
Island Of Shame
Jimmy Johnson
Kids Don't Like To Share
Know It All
Lag Wagon
Laymens Terms
Lazy
Leave The Light On
Losing Everyone
Love Story
Making Friends
Mama Said Knock One Out
May 16th
Messengers
Move The Car
Mr. Coffee
Name Dropping
Narrow Straits
No One Like You
No One
Noble End
Of Mind And Matter
One Thing To Live
Over The Hill
Owen Meaney
Parents Guide To Living
Raise A Family
Randal Gets Drunk
Razor Burn
Restrain
Ride The Snake
Rifle
Rust
Shaving Your Head
Sick
Sleep
Smile
Stockin' The Neighbors
Stop Whining
The Champ
The Kids Are All Wrong
To All My Friends
Today
Tragic Vision
Train
Twenty-Seven
Unfurnished
Violins
Want
Weak
Whipping Boy
Wind In Your Sail
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