Where's my Booty?

Verse 1: Walked into the bar on a foggy night, Eyes scanning low, then catching the light. There’s a dame on the dance floor, moves catching fire, They said, "The booty’s beneath her," but that’s not my desire. Chorus: I’m on the hunt, yeah, for that shiny loot, Not what you think, I ain't just a brute. Peeking 'neath tables, in search of the snooty, Oh, where, oh where is that shiny booty? Verse 2: The bartender grins, pointing out the flair, A jewel-clad woman with extravagant hair. Says she’s a gem, a real beaut no doubt, But the gold I seek isn’t walking about. Bridge: Crawled on the floorboards, feeling quite silly, Past a couple flirting, getting rather frilly. "There!" someone shouted, pointing right to a spot, But alas, it was just a beer, quite a lot. Chorus: I’m on the hunt, yeah, for that shiny loot, Not what you think, I ain't just a brute. Peeking 'neath tables, in search of the snooty, Oh, where, oh where is that shiny booty? Verse 3: A flash then caught my eye, not her sequined dress, But under the floor, oh what a mess. A chest locked tight, beneath the old oak, Full of gold coins, no longer broke! Outro: So let's cheer the night, to the fun and the chase, Found my prize, what a race. Cheers to the bar, but I've got the beauty, Home with my chest, all that shiny booty!