You were so beautiful when I was drunk.nAnd I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.nnThere’s the door with your name on it.nDon’t let it hit your ass.nnYes, I know we both could have gotten lucky nbut I think I’ll have to pass.nn‘Cause you’re not my type. nYou are not the boy that I like. nnBut you were so beautiful when I was drunk.nAnd I’m sure we could have been something good if I hadn’t sobered up.n