| Words/Music – Rand Anderson |
| Shes the last one at the party I think Ill take my chance No strings and no emotions Just a drunken romance She may not do forever but she’ll do me tonight She just wants a lover someone to hold her tight And she dont care who when or whereThe guys all call her boozehound She takes what she can get So I buy her a whisky and I light her cigarette An open invtiation whoever wants to come An overnight sensation Im gone before the sun And she don’t care when I goShes my six pack beauty queen Still looks like shes seventeen Cutest one these goggles ever seen My six pack beauty queen and she dont care if I goKiller chicks are everywhere they like me cuz im fun When they leave with other kooks it looks like shes the one They all talk about her their jealous shes with me Inside their mental twisters she’s who they want to be And she don’t care what they sayShes my six pack beauty queen Still looks like shes seventeen Cutest one these goggles ever seen To my six pack beauty queenAnd she don’t care what they say Thats not the kind of game she likes to play She just goes cruisin on her way lookin for good time and a lay My twelve pack beauty queen Still looks like shes seventeen Cutest one these goggles ever seen My twelve pack beauty queen |