Well, there's a fire on the wood, and the shine's in the glass
And I just finished skinnin' me a stringer full of cats
The sun's goin' down and the Hank's goin' up
And I'm sittin' in a chair in the bed of my truck
My baby's on the way and my buddies are too
Now there's only one thing left to do
Drink up, drink up
Whatever you got in your Dixie cup
The girls are on fire, and the beer's ice-cold
Something 'bout tonight just makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up
Something 'bout tonight just makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up (yeah)
Talk to 'em, Randy, haha
Well, my ex is showin' up and she gonna be pissed
When my new girlfriend lays a big one on my lips
Gonna reach way down into my Igloo
And toss her a can if she's cooler, and hotter than you
And say drink up, drink up
Whatever you got in your Dixie cup
The girls are on fire, and the beer's ice-cold
Something 'bout tonight just makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up
Hell yeah, baby
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My Mississippi brother, Hardy
Tonight, I'm gonna take it any way but slow
And If I do it right, man, I just might throw my
Drink up, drink up
Everything I have in my Dixie cup
The girls are on fire, and the beer's ice-cold
Something 'bout tonight just makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up
Whatever you got in your Dixie cup
The girls are on fire and the beer's ice-cold
Something 'bout tonight just makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up, yeah
Makes me wanna hold my
Drink up, drink up, yeah
Brra-ba-ba-baow, oh, yeah