You need to bring your ass to the Westside Tonight we tryin' to freak some Bring a friend, bring a friend, it's a threesome So tell me girl what you drink? We gon' have a good time, it's a party (It's a party) So bring your ass to the Westside I see you

To have a good time We could dance and party all night And drink some cherry wine, oh So come on baby, won't you show some class Why do you have to move so fast? We don't have to take our clothes off We don't have to take our clothes off, no

You only need a roof when it's raining You only need a fire when it's cold You only need a drink when the whiskey Is the only thing that you have left to hold Sun comes up and goes back down And falling feels like flying till you hit the ground Say the

'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have Skoal rings We wear our boots to church So rough around the edges It's hard to believe that girls like you Love guys like me I wear a greasy ball cap I like my shirt

Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

We gon' have a party All my friends will be there We drink all the vodka There's music everywhere Now wait a minute (Wait a minute) do you like to party? Cause if you don't, don't come over here We got smoking (Blue dream) Drinking (Cocaine) I wanna show

Raise your horns raise them up to the sky We will drink to glory tonight Raise your horns for brave fallen friends So pour the beer for thirsty men A drink that they have earned And pour a beer for those who fell For those who did not return Victory we

We got champagne problems Only one way to solve 'em Raising our glass 'cause it's our last With these champagne problems Just keep on, keep on drinking Keep on, keep on drinking Keep on, keep on How many times have we been here before? How many pieces

I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove Six feet in the clay I will drink muddy water I'm gonna sing this song Have a contrary woman Lord, that I can't control And when yo' knee-bones get shaky Honey, and your blood run cold

I need this I need this like a knife in the back REPEAT CHORUS Come inside, take a seat or a ride We're so glad that you're here, now come on Have a drink of some coke, gasoline or some rope A guillotine, are you gone? Don't turn around, ignore that