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Beer Run
04:37
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Beer Run!
Beer run for the party
Beer run at night
Beer run in the mornin’
Beer run all the time
Liquor run for the honeys
Pick up some smirnoff ice
But whiskey and root beer
For the men tonight
Chorus:
B-E-E-R R-U-N Beer Run!
I am, you are goin’ on a Beer Run!
Beer run for the party
Beer run at night
Beer run in the mornin’
Beer run all the time
Everyone has a favorite
The list is in my hands
Some folks like the bottles
Or do you want the cans?
Chorus
Sunday comes a knockin’
Wake up at half past one
Need a little pick me up
Need to have some fun
But inside of my mini-fridge
Where is all the beer?!
No way for a run today
Guess I’ll come drink here
Chorus
Beer Run!
Where’s the designated driver?
Beer Run!
Get fucked up (shots! shots!)
Beer Run! (body shots! body shots!)
I’m so fucked up, I’m so fucked up,
I’m so fucked!!!
N-U-R-R double E-B Nur Reeb
R-U-N-B double E-R Run Beer, Run Beer, Run Beer, Run…
Beer Run!
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All i See <3
04:49
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I’m not the best time, I’m just the first time,
better than the worst time, but not the last.
‘Till you find something better, so that you can shed your
little red letter you got on your chest.
Come on baby blue eyes, or were they green eyes?
Never could decide, neither could you.
Messin’ with my mind, cruel to be kind,
only ever did find kind to be cruel, but
Chorus:
All I see is love
A dream is all it was, that’s all she ever does
All I see is love
Always lovin’ you, that’s all I ever do
Ba ba bada ba bup ba
Bada ba ba bup ba
Sayin that I love you, that I really love you,
never was enough to show you that I care.
Say that I should show it, didn’t know I’d blow it,
have to suffer for it with you not there.
That you only miss me makes me wish we
could dismiss the chemistry we had.
Wrote this to remind me, put the past behind me,
focus on the time we still have left.
Chorus
When actions speak louder than words, not when falling on deaf eyes
When the pit of your stomach is swallowing all of your butterflies
When the cat’s got your tongue and you’re choking on all of your goodbyes
That’s when, in your eyes
Chorus
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3. |
Toast
04:24
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It’s Friday night, I wait for you
I’ll bring the bong, you bring the booze
Gonna paint the town red, or so they say
Gonna get drunk! But anyway…
Find us a fake ID, a place to party
Drink until I’m on my ass
‘Cause all my boys are loose, and full of jungle juice
So raise up your fuckin’ glass
Chorus:
Here’s to women (Here’s to women!)
Drinkin’ and laughter
Sodas and sermons the morning after
Here’s to women (Here’s to women!)
Drinkin’ and laughter
Here’s to drinkin’ (Here’s to drinkin!)
Here’s to drinkin!
It’s Saturday night and I’m runnin’ late
To take this girl out on a date
Could be the one, or so they say
Gonna get laid! But anyway…
‘Cause I can’t do no harm with a little charm
And it’s never hurt to flirt
So tell me what you think, and I’ll buy you a drink
And try to raise your fuckin’ skirt
Chorus
Here’s to women (Here’s to women!)
Those lovely ladies out there
Alarm goes off inside my room
I’ll hit the snooze ‘till afternoon
Sleep it off, or so they say
Gonna be sick, was sick, am sick… but anyway
‘Cause I can’t stay in bed, pillow overhead
No this can’t be the end
Let’s grab a bite to eat, before tonight’s repeat
‘Cause tonight it starts again
Chorus
Here’s to me (Here’s to you!)
Here’s to you too!
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4. |
How to Tell You
06:22
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I set out to say something meaningful
But I didn’t know how much it would hurt
I set out to say something beautiful
But I didn’t know how much I could hurt
I didn’t know, and I couldn’t guess
How guilty you could make me feel
I just don’t know, and I just can’t guess
If I were the one how you’d feel
I set out to be someone meaningful
But I didn’t know how hard it would be
I wanted you to think I was beautiful
But I didn’t quite believe I could be
I just don’t know, and I can’t recall
The last time I saw your face
I just don’t know, and I can’t recall
Your voice, your smile, your face
Chorus:
I just don’t know how to tell you
I don’t know if I should tell you
I just don’t know how to feel
I still don’t know what is real
I set out to give something helpful
But I don’t think I knew what that meant
I set out to give something faithful
But I don’t think I knew what I meant
It’s hard to be true, and hard to explain
I never wrote you or called
Now that it’s true, I can’t explain
I should have wrote you and called
It’s hard to believe, and hard to accept
Is this Karma or God playing games?
It’s hard to believe, and I can’t accept
I wish I could stop playing games
Chorus:
I just don’t know how to tell you
I don’t know if I should tell you
I just don’t know how to feel
I don’t want this to be real
I just don’t know what you’d say
Or if you’d forgive me
Today
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5. |
If You Wanna Go
05:45
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I was sittin’ on the side of the street slippin’ slowly into the quick sands of time
I was goin’ nowhere and gettin’ there fast, so I got up the guts to get down, get you out of the grime
Well we started drivin’ and I asked your destination you said, “Honey can’t you see? We’re already there!”
It was about that time I realized I’d been blind my whole life, and I just never did care
Chorus:
Well if you wanna stay behind, I don’t mind
And if you wanna leave me, let me be
But if you wanna go, said if you wanna go, well if you really wanna go
Then you better go all the way
We danced all day in the desert and didn’t we dare the devil to come with
And maybe I was messed up in my mind at the time, or maybe all you’ve heard about the man, was only a myth
Only one way to find out if you can dig it but forget it if you wanna be forgiven, ‘cause from out there, there ain’t no return
I’m goin’ either way, so you can choose to come or stay but if you decline you’ll find it ain’t none of my concern
You was sittin’ on the side of the street, just slippin’ slowly into the quick sands of time
And it’s really now or never ‘cause you’re bound to wait forever if you’re waitin’ for a time when you’ll find that your stars are aligned
Chorus
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In Due Time Denver, Colorado
Blaring horns. Funky rhythm section. Hot singers. And a room full of dancing people. In Due Time makes a groove so fat, it wears Al Roker’s old clothes, a jam so tasty, your grandma puts it in her ambrosia, and a beat so hot it makes Beelzebub sweat. Watch In Due Time and you’ll see why: Music comes first. Boundaries get broken. And everybody, everybody is invited to come on in. ... more
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