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Cold Beer

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I kinda get broken when it comes to emotion,
Makes me start choking so I sit by the ocean
Spent my last buck on a bottle of whiskey
Drunk and broke, sittin' here in history
I made my mind up, I'm going
I got no where to go, don't know where I'm going
I do know one thing, one thing that is true
Wherever I go, I'm gonna need you
We just cant let each other go now
We're too close to ever slow down
The only one who keeps my chin up
When you touch my lips, we're like two dogs stuck
Cold, cold beer
Don't you ever worry I am right here
Never live without you
Don't care what I amount to, no
Talkin' bout cold, cold beer
Don't you ever worry, I am right here
Can't ever live without you
I pick you up, I take you home
Sit on my couch, turn off my phone
'Cuz I love your taste, love your smell
Who'd have ever thought that we could do so well
Hell, I guess we're meant for each other
Sorta like the microphone and my buddy Bruce Buffer
I can't really express my joy
Sorta like a scrap between Osgood and Patty Roy
I can't take my eyes of you
Went to rehab, thought that I lost you
But now we're back together with a vengeance
Must be my little Irish decendance.
It feels pretty good to get this off my chest
Even though people sayin Jesse's obsessed
Well maybe I am, maybe they're right
One thing that I know it was love at first sight
Yeah cold, cold beer
Don't you ever worry, I am right here
Can never live without you
I wouldn't even want to
Co-old, cold beer
Don't you ever worry, I am right here
Never live without you
You don't care what I amount to
Well I'm sitting on my stoop, feelin' kinda lonely
Me and Brenda fightin' so I called up the homies
But b'ys busy hangin' out in front of Sobey's
There's only one little fella who really knows me
He comes in a little brown bottle or can
Sits in my head 'til I can barely stand
He's part of the family, he's part of the team
Took me under his wing when I was just a teen
Every time he comes around he always takes me back
To when I had a fake ID and a little dirt stash
Road soak, cold pop, 2 4, wob pop
(hold)
Pop top, twist top, tall boy cold shot
Beer, cold beer
Don't you ever worry, I am right here
Never live without you
You don't care what I amount to
Oh cold, cold beer
Don't you ever worry I am right here
Can't ever live without you
I wouldn't even want to

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