My ass we all need books
I’d far rather a beer, a fine and big glass of wine
Getting to dine it out with mere mortals
Floundering about perfectly
Now that’s serendipitous
Brilliantly equipped with our beer goggles in place
Take to the night in merry flight
Keeping pace with legless-laggers, girls who plaster their faces with enough make-up to beat the band
Trust me, au-naturelle would’ve sufficed, it would’ve been just grand
Their pink manicured hands going ninety, begging you to knock back “your pinty-winty’
Accents oh so feckin’ frightening