| Pair of Levi’s on the ceilin' fan spinnin'
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| Like my head, one boot on, a beer in the other
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| What the hell’s settin' in
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| Gone and dang done it again
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| Pack of Reds by the bed
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| And we don’t even smoke
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| What was so wrong, we had to make it so right
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| Whiskey, 'quila, rum, and some cold Bud Light
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| I remember my baby dancin', that was the beginning
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| Of the end of a nice quiet night at the house
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| Called some friends, called a cab
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| Got a table, got a tab
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| We were shootin' shots, shootin' the shit
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| Shootin' pool, it’s all comin' back now
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| What was so wrong, we had to make it so right
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| Whiskey, 'quila, rum, and some cold Bud Light
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| What was so wrong, we had to make it so right
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| Whiskey, 'quila, rum, and some cold Bud Light
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| I said, dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| What was so wrong, we had to make it so right
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| Whiskey, 'quila, rum, and some cold Bud Light
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night
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| Dang if we didn’t get drunk last night |