From the album Rosa's Cantina
Inspired by a spilled beer from Stone Brewing. Cheers.
Lyrics
Barley wine has a way of making me crazy,
So don't blame me if I wind up calling you baby,
It's not my fault if the moon takes over,
All I know is that time'll move slower tonight
I was out on the dance floor just as drunk as the band,
And my song came on so I grabbed you by the hand,
By the look in your eye I could tell you had a plan,
You might be the death of me, but I don't care
It'd been a long time so I though I'd take the dare,
And the barroom lights just a shinin' in your hair,
On my way to the door I felt something in the air,
You might be the death of me, but I don't care