Fin:
We got winners,
We got losers,
Chain smokers and boozers,
We got yuppies,
We got bikers,
We got thirsty hitchhikers.
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars.
Mmmm, I love this bar.
John:
We got cowboys,
We got truckers,
Broken-hearted fools and suckers,
We got hustlers,
We got fighters,
Early birds and all-nighters,
And the veterans talk about their battle scars.
Mmmm, I love this bar.
Fin and John:
Chorus
I love this bar.
It's my kind of place.
Just walkin' through the front door puts a big smile on my face.
It ain't too far.
Come as you are.
Mmmm, I love this bar.
John:
We got short skirts,
We got high techs,
Blue-collar boys and rednecks.
We got lovers, Lotsa lookers,
I've even seen dancin' girls and hookers. (Olivia dances around the two men)
And we like to drink our beer from a Mason jar.
Mmmm, I love this bar...Yes, I do.
Instrumental Interlude
Fin:
I like my truck.
I like my girl friend.
I like to take her out to dinner.
I like a movie now and then.
Fin and John:
But, I love this bar.
It's my kind of place.
Just twirlin' around on the dance floor puts a big smile on my face.
No cover charge.
Come as you are.
Mmmm, I love this bar.
Mmmm, I love this old bar.
John:
We got divorcees and a big bouncer man. (John wraps an arm around Elliot)
An old jukebox and a real bad band.
We got waitresses and we got barflies.
Elliot:
A dumb-ass and a wise-guy. (Putting his hands on John and Fin's shoulders)
Fin and John:
If you get too drunk just sleep out in your car.
Reason number 672 why.
Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this bar.
John:
Play it out boys.
Beer-thirty's over.
Got to take it on home.
Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this bar.
I just love it.