Last Wish - Last Call (an ode to BEER)
Sweet taste on my lips
Hopped up with every drip
Your looks are perfection
The object of my affection
Dark or light short or tall
She's going down before last call
You're getting passed all around
I checked you in and slammed you down
Full body crisp and clean
I saw your ad in a magazine
Blond or not don't matter at all
She's going down before last call
Raise your glass and shout out loud
This is a toast for the one I love
Raise your glass and shout out loud
You're something I can't get enough of
You're on my mind all night and day
If you ain't free, you'll know I'll pay
Some are smooth and some have bite
Line them up I'll take my flight
Take me on a midnight crawl
She's going down before last call
Raise your glass and shout out loud
This is a toast for the one I love
Raise your glass and shout out loud
You're something I can't get enough of
Homegrown red white and blue
I love those Germans and Asians too
Mexico, UK
Brazilian gold I can't stay away
Irish reds are my downfall
She's going down before last call
Raise your glass and shout out loud
This is a toast for the one I love
Raise your glass and shout out loud
You're something I can't get enough of
Written by:
Michael Peters
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