| We can drink liqour we can tell lies
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| We can make fun of each other and laugh till we cry
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| Sit and reminisce about that time
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Come on over
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| Pick your poison
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| Grab me a twelve I’ll pay for it all when you get here
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| Ain’t no crowd
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| And we can get loud
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| But I’m too drunk to drive over to your house
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| We’ll do it like we used to do
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| Sit around get high and act a fool
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| We’ll do it like we used to
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| We can drink liqour we can tell lies
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| We can make fun of each other and laugh till we cry
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| Sit and reminisce about that time
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Come on over I got that fire
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| I already have one road up when you get here
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| Man you ain’t tired
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| So come on out
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| Cause I’m to dry to drive to your house
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| We’ll do it like we used to do
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| Sit around get high and watch the tube
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| We’ll do it like we used to
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| We can drink liqour we can tell lies
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| We can make fun of each other and laugh till we cry
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| Sit and reminisce about that time
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| The game is on eight
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| I got a freezer full of space
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| So grab your guitar
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| And bring your liver
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| Let’s see how much noise we can make
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| Till the cops come
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| We can drink liqour we can tell lies
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| We can make fun of each other and laugh till we cry
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| Sit and reminisce about that time
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do
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| Isn’t that what ole friends do |