Paroles de la chanson Dog Beers par Katie Noel
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At the bar I had twelve, drove home like an idiot
Yeah I swore that I was sober
Woke up what the hell happened last night
As soon as I rolled over my phone was blowin' up like a bomb in Vietnam
Son of a bitch I didn't mean to send them pics to my mom, but
In dog beers I had two
Feelin' like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soarin' on a Coors Lite high
Watchin' that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft in dog beers
Put that shit in dog beers
Yeah I swore that I was sober
Woke up what the hell happened last night
As soon as I rolled over my phone was blowin' up like a bomb in Vietnam
Son of a bitch I didn't mean to send them pics to my mom, but
In dog beers I had two
Feelin' like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soarin' on a Coors Lite high
Watchin' that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft in dog beers
Put that shit in dog beers
My bird dog lived to be sixty-three, in reality he was nine
That is why I drink more than I can count
Walk right out of the bar just fine, fuck it!
Age is just a number, drinks are just a number
Blacked out drunk, who the fuck does this number belong to?
Who did I make that last call to?
All I knew was
In dog beers I had two
Feelin' like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soarin' on a Coors Lite high
Watchin' that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft in dog beers
Put that shit in dog beers
Take those bottles, them cans, that keg
That bottom barrel draft and toss 'em all in
Coors Lite, Bud Lite, Nickle Oak too
Gettin' shit faced with my redneck crew
In dog beers I've had two
Feelin' like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soarin' on a Coors Lite high
Watchin' that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft in dog beers
Take those bottles, them cans, that keg
That bottom barrel draft and toss 'em all in
Coors Lite, Bud Lite, Nickle Oak too
Gettin' shit faced with my redneck crew
In dog beers I've had two
Feelin' like Doge, went straight to the moon
Soarin' on a Coors Lite high
Watchin' that neon shine
With blood on my knuckles fourteen is a couple
When you do the math and put that tap draft in dog beers
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