You're Pretty When I'm Drunk
Bloodhound Gang
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
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 making a big stink Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup Waiting 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 bitty battle I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending 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) (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 want to be Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie Aw, what do you know, you're probably going 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) 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 Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut Your Buddha your Shamu your 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 three 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 something bit me while my little rod was fishin' I was deep sea fishing 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 Purdue 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 And I'm pretty fucking drunk
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: JAMES M. FRANKS, MICHAEL BOWE
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"You're Pretty When I'm Drunk Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 13 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/2074445/Bloodhound+Gang/You%27re+Pretty+When+I%27m+Drunk>.
Discuss the You're Pretty When I'm Drunk Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In