Dancing juice

I'm working on another post which is taking too long, so I'm cheating with a recent viral video. If you have been living under a rock this past week, some fella in Portland, Oregon, with the help of his friends, family, and his girlfriend's friends and family, turned a not-at-all romantic song into a touching "lip-dub" marriage proposal. I particularly like what they did with the expression "dancing juice" (alcohol):


It's a beautiful night,
We're looking for something dumb to do.
Hey baby,
I think I wanna marry you.

Is it the look in your eyes,
Or is it this dancing juice?
Who cares baby,
I think I wanna marry you.

Well I know this little chapel on the boulevard we can go,
No one will know,
Oh, come on, girl.
Who cares if we're trashed got a pocket full of cash we can blow,
Shots of patron,
And it's on, girl.

Don't say no, no, no, no-no;
Just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah;
And we'll go, go, go, go-go.
If you're ready, like I'm ready.

I'll go get a ring let the choir bells sing like oooh,
So what you wanna do?
Let's just run girl.

If we wake up and you wanna break up that's cool.
No, I won't blame you;
It was fun, girl.