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Lyrics by Michael
Music by Mathis

Cheap beer is what you
Out on a bender with the
And a tall of wine
Is a to your big, blue eyes

I cannot
What flavor I have in
When you turn hips to me
And whisper words so kind

Yeah she loves me drunk and
She even likes my cigar
Now Im at my place
And my boots have very own space

Drinkin the same
When it aint just to hide pain
So pop your finest baby
And it over me like rain
Because Im out of the dark
way out of the park
Youre the best year ever, gonna hold you for
Yeah baby, youre my Mark

The wrapped up for dad
And on Christmas toast a sip
But youre a taste
I gotta savor a dip

Mixed cant suffice
A sweet taste so nice
When you flash eyes at me
I dont ask for ice

Now I just for the taste
And Ive learned not to ever
Just when Im I cant cope
She wrangles me in with a bit of