[Paul Heaton]
Look what I found in my beer
A couple of dancing ladies and a ticket out of here
Look what I found in my beer
A start to being lonely and an end to my career

[Jacqui Abbott & Dave Hemingway]
Look what he found in his gin
Lights' looking lively when love's looking dim
Look what he found in his gin
Souls look heavy when personality's thin

[Paul Heaton]
Look what I found in the drum
A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum
Look what I found in the guitar
Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart

Look what I found in the mic
An end to screwed-up drinking and a Paul I actually like
Look what I found in my beer
A free test-drive for a heart I cannot steer
Look what I found in my beer...

Look what I found in my drink
A brain without a plughole and a sink without a think
Look what I found in my drink
A "Love you" to the barmaid and a too-familiar wink
[Jacqui Abbott & Dave Hemingway]
Look what we found in his booze
The reflection of him and his children without shoes
Look what we found in his booze
This mornings jigsaw in a hill of last nights clues


[Paul Heaton]
Look what I found in the drum
A lifelong beat and a replacement to the rum
Look what I found in the guitar
Another fellow thinker and a chauffeur to my heart

Look what I found in the mic
An end to screwed-up drinking and a Paul I actually like
Look what I found in my beer
A free test-drive for a heart I cannot steer
Look what I found in my beer...

[All]
Look what we found in the dance
Look what we've found in the song
Low expectations in a large pile of cans
It makes the drink seem weak, the friendship strong

Hey, hey...