Bud Lights on the lake

from Meatphone by Automatic Meat Recovery

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Bud Lights on the lake
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Eighties coke boat docked on Erie
Fucked up steering makes me leery
Guzzles gas, pain in my ass
Blasting past the breakwall
Thirty rack of Bud Light in my kickass cooler, motherfucker

Twenty footer don't run so tight so I drown my troubles in Bud Light
What's worse, there's no reverse
Chicks to impress, so much stress

The babes on board calling me Skipper
When a lady needs a beer, Cap'n shall equip her!
Sun 'tis brutal but refreshment? I have oodles
Throwing the anchor as the stars come out
Cracking some brews 'tis what we're about
Cuddy sleeps two ( but fucks four )

Just me and these babes in the fading light with our 6 pack of Bud Light
Don't wanna go back to town tonight, just wanna freeze tonight

"Hey Woodooman, can you get us some more beers please?"
"Sure babe, no prob ... uh, fuck, motherfucker."
"What's wrong?"
"Uhmm ... sorta like ... y'know ... outta Bud Light ... motherfucker ..."
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Well there's like one more ... but none for you guys ..."
"What the fuck? We're out of here."
"Wait! I mean, like ... I could let you girls split the other half?"

NEXT TIME BRING MORE BUD LIGHT, MOTHERFUCKER!

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from Meatphone, released August 31, 2014

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