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late last night i was sittin' down with my friends
listenin' to the radio
then a question was asked when a kid called in
this is how it goes
if you only had an hour to live
what would you do?
i looked around at all of my friends
and smiled cause they knew
we'd be sittin' at a bar drinkin'
coors light
sucking on a fat blunt
packed thick rolled tight
talking to the fine ass girl
that's sittin' right next to me
starting shit with people that could beat us writin' songs about it
lord i hope i'm still alive
the day that i die
i hope my death is far away
i hope i live to see another new year's day
i hope my kids will sing
the same songs
that were sang by me
but i know taste
will always change
pour out a cold one for me
the day that i die
cause i'd be sittin' at a bar drinkin' coors light
sucking on a fat blunt
packed thick rolled tight
talking to the fine ass girl
that's sittin' right next to me
starting shit with people
that could beat us
writin' songs about it
lord i hope i'm still alive
the day that i die, yeah
sittin' at a bar drinkin' coors light
sucking on a fat blunt
packed thick rolled tight
talking to the fine ass girl
that's sittin' right next to me
starting shit with people
that could beat us
writin' songs about it
lord i hope i'm still alive
lord i hope i'm still alive
the day that i die