Tequila On Ice

I always kinda figured love would pass me by
 The kinda girl I wanted wouldn't want a guy like me
 I thought that she wouldn't look twice
 You see I'm kinda crazy, I like the extremes
 So all of my life the girl of my dreams was
 Everything nice, sugar and spice and tequila on ice
 I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover
 But every girl I found was either one way or the other
 'Til one night at a bar when I saw her standing there
 Pretty thing in blue jeans with a daisy in her hair
 I walked over to her and introduced myself
 I said, "Now that we know each other
 If your not with someone else, can I buy you a drink?"
 She said "Thank you, I think I'll have tequila on ice"
 Ha ha, and I said, "Nice"
 I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover
 But every girl I found was either one way or the other
 But this one here was different I could see it from the start
 Pretty thing in blue jeans, kinda sweet and wild at heart
 I guess that's what got me down here in Cancun
 Lying in this hammock looking at the moon up there
 Stroking her hair and picking out rice
 My baby's kisses taste like sugar and spice
 And tequila on ice