I've been drinking here since five, it's 2 a.m and everybody's gone The barman's cleaning up, the jukebox off and all the lights are on I look up from my PBR, and see your desperate stare Well, you're a drunk and I've got low esteem, we make a perfect pair And we can read each other's minds Tonight we're the best that we could find There's no one left but you, I guess you'll do I guess you'll do ♪ You're not the kind of guy I would ever tell me friends about I smell like Taco Bell, you'll probably get sick when we make out And I bet you've never been with someone quite my size Yeah, but your face is not so bad, if I kinda squint my eyes And even though you're gonna laugh For the minute and a half that I'm inside of you I guess you'll do I guess you'll do We wear our desperation well walking into this motel Oh, A scent of sadness fills the room along with your cheap perfume And Taco Bell And Taco Bell ♪ And I don't mean to be unkind But baby, iffen you don't mind an STD or two I guess you'll do I guess you'll do I guess you'll do