few good friends a few cold 40's is all we need to start the party add in a guitar and kick this shit in overdrive wake up and rage you drunken' bastard keep on drinkin' only faster we got good friends and music to make us feel alive so we can dance all fucking night and just pass out at morning i don't need to wake up at dusk and do it all again blaha blaha we can make a good time out of anything so just excuse us if we start to sing a song that might go a little bit like this and it goes
CHORUS Nothin' can stop us from partyin' you said you've heard it all before nothin' can stop us from partyin' maybe you'll believe us when your puking and your passed out on the floor
Let's get to drinkin' bust out the MDs and the Mickey's and the Whisky lets get plastered till we pass out on the floor and when the morning light taps us on the shoulder to wake us up we'll yell just five more minutes and we'll get up and drink some more
Just because I'm 18 they won't let me buy my alcohol so I'll go to the store and try to find big home bum joe I'll give him my ten dollars for a six pack and I know he'll keep the change but hey thats alright I'll just go and busk for more
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Old home bum joe he don't got much longer he's got cirrhosis of the liver maybe he partied just a little too hard and after he buys the beer we'll sit down on the curb and cheers to drinkin' now we're thinkin' we don't got much else to lose