Beer
© 1998 Wave Records, All Rights Reserved, Published by Cleo Wave Music, BMI
(Words and Music by J. Voivoda, C. Rossbach)

Itís cold and itís gold, with a thick and foamy head
Filled up to the rim, pouriní over the edge
Out of the keg, in the glass, or on the floor
Donít care where it comes from, I gotta have more
Iím talking about beer
I love it so much
I think itís a problem, I canít get enough
I want a beer,
Itís so good itís so right
Come on and grab one, letís get ugly tonight
A six pack, a twelve pack, a whole damn case
Wanna keep on drinkiní Ďtill I get shit faced
If thereís more to be had, well Iím stickiní around
Crack me another, Ďcause I love that sound
Iím talking about beer
I love it so much
I think itís a problem, I canít get enough
I want a beer
Itís so good itís so right
Come on and grab one, letís party tonight
Budweiser, Busch, maybe Michelobís your brand
Donít matter what the flavor is just put it in my hand
Know I canít see straight, I like it that way
Ask me, ďCan you drive?Ē and youíll here me say
I want a beer
I love it so much
I think itís a problem, I canít get enough
I want a beer
Come on and grab one, letís party tonight