You'll Do Songtext
von Stephen Lynch

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