(Casey Beathard/Marla Cannon-Goodman/Michael Heeney) I walked in the band just stunk The singer couldn't carry a tune in a bucket Was on a mission to drown her memory but I thought no way with all this raucous But after one round with Jose Cuervo I caught my boots tapping long with the beat And after two rounds with Jose Cuervo That band was sounding pretty darn good to me Then some stranger asked me to dance And I revealed to her my two left feet Said don't get me wrong I'm glad you asked But tonight's about me and an old memory Then after three rounds with Jose Cuervo I let her lead me out on the floor And after four rounds with Jose Cuervo I was showing off moves never seen before Well around five or round six I forgot what I came to forget And after round seven or was it eight I bought a round for the whole damn place And after nine rounds with Jose Cuervo They were countin' me out I was about to give in And after ten rounds with Jose Cuervo I lost count and started counting again One round with Jose Cuervo Two rounds with Jose Cuervo Three rounds with Jose Cuervo