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03/10/2009 |
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Verse 1:
You got your sundress on for game day
Just to drink beer on an old tailgate
You were born and raised to be a southern belle
But in a place like this you like to raise a little hell
You got your year-round tan
You're on the five year plan
You shake your little pom poms up in the stands
Chorus:
My my my little ADPi
Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooo don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's
Theta's
Chi O's
and little Phi Mu's
Hey Yea Hey Yea
My my sorority girl
My my sorority girl
Verse 2:
You got that high school boyfriend you still think about
You know how to make him jealous when he comes into town
You drive your little love bug when you;re skipping class
And your sisters get you home when you're drunk off your ass
You know how to be a lady
Yea you're still your daddy's baby
You drive the band and the boys and the bartenders crazy
Chorus:
My my my little ADPi
Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooo don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's
Theta's
Chi O's
and little Phi Mu's
Hey Yea Hey Yea
My my sorority girl
My my sorority girl
Ooo here you come again
Walking my way
And there I go again with
nothing to say
My my my little ADPi
Kappa Delta
Tri Delts you look so fine
Ooo don't know what I'm gonna do around those
Zeta's
Theta's
Chi O's
and little Phi Mu's
Hey Yea Hey Yea
My my sorority girl
My my sorority girl
Yea you rock this country boy's world
My my sorority girl
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Chorus:
It's time to take my drunk ass home
I drank all the whiskey
And my money's all gone
Hit on the girls
Sang every song
It's time to take my drunk ass home
Verse 1:
Well, I worked all week so I could come here
Have a good time and an ice cold beer
But one turned to ten and ten turned to twenty
And twenty plus and empty bottle's too damn many
Chorus
Verse 2:
Well it seems that I've misplaced my shirt
I can't find my keys for all this parking lot dirt
My fall back plan has done got sad
Cause my ex-girlfriend ain't lookin' half bad
Chorus
Verse 3:
I sucker punched my best friend
And the bouncer head locked me, onstage with the band
I look like hell
I feel like shit
I think it's time I call it quits
Chorus
It's time to take my drunk ass home
I twisted up my ankle
Can't find my cell phone
Yeah my lip's all busted
And my bus is gone
It's time to take my drunk ass home
If y'all agree
Then sing along
It's time to take my drunk ass home
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I got smoke in my hair
My clothes thrown everywhere
Woke up in my rocking chair
Holding a beer in my hand
Sporting a neon tan
My stereo cranked up
I can't find my truck
How'd I get home from the club
Ain't got a clue what went down
So I started calling around
And all my friends say
I started shooting doubles
When you walked in
All my friends say
I went a little crazy
Seeing you with him
You know I don't remember a thing
But they say I sure was raising some cain
I was a rock star, party hard,
Getting over you comeback kid
Yay I must have did
What all my friends say
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I found my billfold
I cried oh no no
Good time Charlie got me now I'm broke
But it was worth acting like a fool
Yeah girl I must have really showed you
Cause all my friends say
I started shooting doubles
When you walked in
All my friends say
I went a little crazy
Seeing you with him
You know I don't remember a thing
But they say I sure was raising some cain
I was a rock star, party hard,
Getting over you comeback kid
Yay I must have did
What all my friends say
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I was Elvis rocking on the bar
Working the crowd pouring out my heart
And all my friends say
I started shooting doubles
When you walked in
All my friends say
I went a little crazy
Seeing you with him
You know I don't remember a thing
But they say I sure was raising some cain
I was a rock star, party hard,
Getting over you comeback kid
Yay I must have did
What all my friends say
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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