Story Behind The Song
Written initially as a joke, but recorded by popular demand.
Song Description
Cool, unique hook. Great modern traditional melody. Uptempo, drinkin', honky-tonker. With a surpirse punchline at the end!
| Song Length |
2:49 |
Genre |
Country - Honky Tonk, Country - Rockabilly |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerful |
Subject |
Comedy, Funny, Alchohol, Beer, Wine |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Tequila Sheila
Written by:
Ken Moulden
& Thom Shepherd
There's a bar down on the corner
With a strange philosophy
The only waitresses they hire
Are as ugly as can be
But, there's method to their madness
Though it sounds a little rough
When a drinker starts to hit on them
They know he's had enough.
Bring me another tequila, Sheila
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight
You ain't looking half bad right now
Just try staying out of the light
When I get over her getting over me
Everything's gonna be alright
So, bring me another tequila, Sheila
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight.
Jim Beam and Jack Daniels
Both try to lend a hand
My friend Johnny Walker, he helps them out
More than Avon can
And old Samuel Adams said give 'em a chance
They ain't as bad as they seem
But, I'm counting on Jose Quervo
To make them look like beauty queens
Bring me a margarita, Anita
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight
I never thought I'd find someone new
But, I'm starting to think I might.
When I get over her getting over me
Everything's gonna be alright
Bring me another tequila, Sheila
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight.
Bring me a tall Bloody Mary, Sherry
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight.
I ain't seeing too clearly now
But, you're the best looking woman in sight
When I get over her getting over me
Everything's gonna be alright
Bring me another tequila, Sheila
I'm gonna drink you pretty tonight.
Bring me a glass of Rose‚ Renee‚
You're starting to look kinda good
How 'bout a Sloe Gin Fiz, Liz
I'd dance with you if I could
Bring me another Corona, Ramona
Just put it on my tab.
You better tap another keg, Meg
Cause you still look pretty damned bad.
© K.L.Moulden 2002