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    What's 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 bowel in fact I know I can    It's a ménagé a 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 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    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