| So dang hot you want to sit around naked
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| Ain’t rained one drop, ain’t gonna I reckon
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| Lying old weatherman told me the truth
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| About today, tomorrow and the next day too
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| It’s cold beer country
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| 110 in the shade
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| An iced tea won’t cut it
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| And neither will lemonade
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| I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
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| And a jukebox by my dear
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| Singing cold beer country
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| 'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
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| I’ve been getting out and getting in it all day long
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| Tonight I’m going out and getting it on
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| Sipping on a long neck working on a bug
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| Cos that’s what everybody does
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| It’s cold beer country
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| 110 in the shade
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| An iced tea won’t cut it
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| And neither will lemonade
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| I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
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| And a jukebox by my dear
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| Singing cold beer country
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| 'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
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| Here comes my baby
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| About as hot as she can be
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| We’re gonna pop the cap, gonna knock them back
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| Nothing better for the July heat
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| It’s cold beer country
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| 110 in the shade
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| An iced tea won’t cut it
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| And neither will lemonade
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| I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
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| And a jukebox by my dear
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| Singing cold beer country
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| 'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
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| Ah yeah |