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Lyrics by Michael
Music by Mathis

beer is what you drink
Out on a with the guys
And a tall glass of
Is a toast to your big, blue

I describe
What I have in mind
When you those hips to me
And whisper words so kind

Yeah she loves me drunk and
She even likes my smoke
Now Im at my babys
And my boots have their very own

Drinkin aint the
When it just to hide your pain
So pop your finest baby
And spray it me like rain
Im comin out of the dark
Hittin way out of the
Youre the best year ever, gonna hold you for
Yeah baby, my Makers Mark

The wrapped up for dad
And on well toast a sip
But a special taste
I savor a second dip

Mixed drinks suffice
A sweet so doggone nice
When you those eyes at me
I dont ask for ice

Now I just for the taste
And Ive learned not to waste
when Im thinkin I cant cope
She wrangles me in a bit of hope