| Let’s turn it up loud, mix it up strong,
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| Lean it back slow, get your feel good on Cut 'em off short, roll it up tight
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| Let it unwind tonight
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| Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
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| Where ever you wind up is where the party’s at Break out the bottle of Bacardi Black
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| And don’t look back 'cause
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| (Chorus)
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| Here’s to the good times, here’s to the sunshine
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| Here’s to the ice you float your beer in To the tops that pop and the tan lines disappearin'
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| Oh my my
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| She’s a little bit tipsy
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| Leans in for a kiss, she’s stealin' your heart just like a gypsy
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| And there you are just a drunken star, that’s fallin' in her eyes
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| Here’s to the good times, while there’s still time
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| Well lay it all out, spray it on sweet
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| Carve it in oak and permanent ink
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| Park it way back, fog it on up
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| Singin' whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh Radio spillin' from a single cab
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| She looks so good with her silver tabs
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| Hangin' on a branch by the river
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| That’s a memory that’ll get you when you look back
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| (Repeat chorus)
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| Drop down the top down on the Pontiac
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| Where ever you wind up is where the party’s at Break out the bottle of Bacardi Black
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| And don’t look back 'cause
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| Here’s to the good times, here’s to the sunshine
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| Here’s to the ice you float your beer in To the tops that pop and the tan lines disappearin'
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| Oh my my/She's a little bit tipsy
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| Leans in for a kiss, she’s stealin' your heart just like a gypsy
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| And there you are just a drunken star, that’s fallin' in her eyes
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| Here’s to the good times
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| Here’s to the good times and the moonshine
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| And the blue eyes under the moonlight
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| Here’s to the good times
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| Well here’s to the good times, buzzin' on moonwine, loving you all night,
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| under the moonlight
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| Here’s to the good times, while there’s still time |