Now red solo cup is the best receptacle From barbecues, tailgates, fairs and festivals And you sir do not have a pair of testicles If you prefer drinkin' from glass
Hey red solo cup is cheap and disposable In fourteen years they are decomposable And unlike my home they are not foreclosable Freddie, man, can kiss my ass, woo!
Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you red solo cup, I lift you up, Proceed to party, proceed to party
Now I really love how you easily stack But I really hate how you're easy to crack Cause when beer runs down, in front of my pack Well, that, my friends, is quite yucky
But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten Admirin' at how sharply my first name is written On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin' On them, to help me get lucky
Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you red solo cup, I lift you up, Proceed to party, proceed to party
Now I've seen you in blue and I've seen you in yellow But only you red were good for this fellow Cause you are the Abbott into my Costello And you are the Fruit to my Loom
Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic More than amazing, you're more than fantastic And believe me that I'm not the least bit sarcastic When I look at you and say: "Red solo cup, you're not just a cup (No, no, God no) You're my friend, yea (Lifelong) Thank you for being my friend"
Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you red solo cup, I lift you up, Proceed to party, proceed to party