Beer Goggles

Beer Goggles

I’ve had a few, its getting late
I’ve begun to reevaluate
That cute blonde who seemed overweight
A mere three hours ago
Baby, you’re a lovely sight
You can stay with me tonight
I’ll grab a six of something light
So we can keep the glow.

But don’t you feel hornswoggled
We’re wearing our beer goggles
Life can be so fun
With your beer goggles on.

We can guess what morning brings
The sun reveals a lot of things
You’re no queen and I’m no king
We’re just two lonely souls
Looking for some love and such
But now we’re careful not to touch
And neither of us says too much
We're just feeling very old.

And now we're feeling hornswoggled
That’s the trouble with beer goggles
Too often we depend upon
Life with beer goggles on.

I'm sorry, honey, I'm ashamed
I’ve only got the beer to blame
But I can’t quite recall your name
Or where you said you’re from
It’s psychologically incorrect
I swear I mean no disrespect
I was trying to connect
But now I'm feeling numb.

And we're feeling hornswoggled
That’s the trouble with beer goggles
Too often we depend upon
Life with beer goggles on.

I serve us up some Sunday brunch
Orange juice and Captain Crunch
We both know you’ll be home for lunch
And I’ll be on my way
Nothing much left to explain
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
I hope I didn’t cause you pain
and you find love someday

Put away those beer goggles
Or you’ll be hornswoggled
Life can be better the day
We throw those goggles away.

© 04-04-2005 Bob Mullany