Beer, Weed, Cooches

(album: Redneck Shit - 2016)

Friday night, friends at the bar
Outside, hot boxed in the car
Heard the band, steel guitar
So we followed our way to the song
Inside, group of hot girls
Locked eyes with a cute little squirrel
Band's swinging, take her for a twirl
So we danced all night to the song

Beer, weed, cooches
And honky tonk music
All night long
Stoned, drunk, fucked up
I'm getting my dick sucked
All night long

Took a break, headed outside
Pass the joint, girls got high
My squirrel, blaze in her eyes
So I knew that it wouldn't be long
Making out, got a big bone
Feeling good, gonna get blown
Then the band started playing George Jones
So we went back in to hear the song

Beer, weed, cooches
And honky tonk music
All night long
Stoned, drunk, fucked up
I'm getting my dick sucked
All night long

Last call and we had a good buzz
Grabbed some beer and the girls with us
Drove back, copped her in the fuzz
With the radio playing that song for us

Back home, stereo's up
Sturgill's singing a song about drugs
Girl's drinking, smoking and stuff
So we listened real close to the song
Me and her, bedroom time
Through the wall, still stood time
Ol' dick sucked, I like her kind
So we smoked and fucked to the song

Beer, weed, cooches
And honky tonk music
All night long
Stoned, drunk, fucked up
I'm getting my dick sucked
All night long
All night long