I got the chicken on the grill
Beers in the fridge
Coldest one in my hand
Givin me the chills
Uh-huh
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Got some buddies on the way
I'm 'bout to pre-game
Gonna kill a 30-pack 'fore that clock shows eight
Uh-huh
Hmm-mmh

Each time the can stops tippin'
My head starts to spinnin'
And I know I'm in too deep, there ain't no way I'm quittin'
And I already know, there's only one thing for sure
It's gonna be a night to remember that I damn sure gonna forget
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We made it under neon lights
Lord what a sight
Good lookin' bartender serving two-dollar wells all night
Alright
Oh, damn right
Round one turns to two
Three and a four
'Bout that time we should be headed out the door, we order more
Uh-huh
Oh, come on
Each time that glass gets a tippin'
My vision gets to spinnin'
And I know I'm in too deep, there ain't no way I'm quitin'
And I already know, there's only one thing for sure
It's gonna be a night to remember that I damn sure gonna forget, yeah
In the mornin' when they tell me all that went down
I'm gonna shake my head
Wonderin' what the hell they're talkin' bout
But right now
I'm gonna keep shooting Rebecca Creek down
I already lost track of what round
Oh, maybe we should call it a night, boys
What the hell am I talkin' 'bout?
Each time we get to tippin'
My vision gets to spinnin'
And I know I'm in too deep, there ain't no way I'm quitin'
And I already know, there's only one thing for sure
It's gonna be a night to remember that I damn sure gonna forget
Well, I'm gonna forget, yeah
Oh, come on, now
Pour me another round, now