Last Call (with Apologies To Terry Allen)

I've been watchin' you watchin' me

Watchin' you all night long

Waitin' for a chance to ask you to dance

If they'd play the right song

But it's almost closing time

I'd hate to spend mine alone

Would it be indecent to ask you how recent

You've let someone new take you home?

Get out of your head

Get into my truck

I know a nice spot

Where we can go suck on some Dos Equis beer

Maybe an ear or a toe

I know that sounds kinky

But don't you think we should

See how far this thing goes?

They've turned on the lights

There's already two fights outside

And I hate to beg

But my leg ain't as soft as my pride

In a minute or two, we'll see red and blues

And I might have a warrant or three

So should we go slippin' before they come sniffin'

And ruin your chances with me

Get out of your head

Get into my truck

Just jiggle the handle

Sometimes it gets stuck

Won't you climb up in here

Would you like a beer for the road?

Before we get started, would you be a darlin'

Give my breathalyzer a blow?

Get out of your head

Get into my truck

I know a nice spot

Where we can go suck on some Dos Equis beer

Maybe an ear or a toe

You say you don't like that

But if you ain't tried it

Then I say we don't really know