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Did he say we're on? Yeah we're on Kay, well let's hope for the best Um, what's the count A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, four I hope I can endure this vocal With a drink in my hand I know the world's a big ole place No two people ever the same Different strokes for different folks Yeah I know it's true Now I'm tryna tell ya What you should do But if you don't like beer on a Friday night You don't say "Hell yeah" when a big one bites To each his own but I can tell ya this I don't trust nobody don't drink, cuss of fish (Ah, reel it in boys) If tipping one back Sounds like a damn good time You ain't afraid to let A four letter fly You love the feel of a rotten reel Letras de cancionesWhile casting a line I guarantee we'll get Along just fine But if you don't like beer on a Friday night You don't say "Hell yeah" when a big one bites To each his own but I can tell ya this I don't trust nobody don't drink, cuss of fish We might be different Not do things the same It's true, I don't care Either way (Nice one) But if you don't like beer on a Friday night You don't say "Hell yeah" when a big one bites To each his own but I can tell ya this I don't trust nobody who don't drink But if you don't like beer on a Friday night You don't say "Hell yeah" when a big one bites To each his own but I can tell ya this I don't trust nobody don't drink, cuss of fish Or hunt Anybody who don't like country music I don't like them people either (What happens if you're to drunk to fish?) From Letras Mania