Whiskey from a bottle
Ice cold beer
Gonna raise hell
Got nothin' to fear
Raise your glasses high
Here's to you my friend
Sour mash whiskey
White lightnin' and gin
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
This night will never end
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
Stripper in from Vegas
Dressed in lace
Buckets of beer
Got bit in the face
Kicked out of a cab
Can't walk a straight line
Too much tequila
Smoke and cheap wine
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
This night will never end
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
Don't think about tomorrow
We're livin' tonight
Gonna raise some hell
Get ready to fight
Up
Up
Up
Up
Up, Up
Up, Up
Up, Up, Up, Up
Up, Up, Up
Bottom's Up
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
This night will never end
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up
This night will never end
Bottoms up
Let the party begin
Bottoms up