Tekstovi: Beautiful South. Look What I Found In My Beer.

Dang, dang, dang
Dang, dang, dang
Dang, dang, dang

Look what I found in my beer
A couple of dancing ladies and a ticket out of here
Look what I found in my beer
A start to bein' lonely and an end to my career

Look what he found in his gin
Light's looking lively when love's looking dim
Look what he found in his gin
Souls look heavy when personality's thin

Look what I found in the drum
A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum
Look what I found in the guitar
Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart

Look what I found in the mic
An end to screwed up drinking and a Paul I actually like
Look what I found in my beer
A free test drive for a heart I cannot steer
Look what I found in my beer

Look what I found in my drink
A brain without a plughole and a sink without a think
Look what I found in my drink
A "Love you" to the barmaid and a too familiar wink

Look what we found in his booze
The reflection of him and his children without shoes
Look what we found in his booze
This morning's jigsaw in a hill of last nights clues yea

Look what I found in the drum
A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum
Look what I found in the guitar
Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart

Look what I found in the mic
An end to screwed up drinking and a Paul I actually like
Look what I found in my beer
A free test drive for a heart I cannot steer
Look what I found in my beer

Look what we found in the dance
Look what we found in the song
Low expectations in a large pile of cans
It makes the drink seem weak
The friendship strong
Hey, hey