Dog Eat Dog - More beer

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More beer, more beer,
All I want is more beer.
More beer, more beer,
All I want is more beer, more beer.

When I get home from work and i m dyin of thirst,
All I want is more beer.
I run into the kitchen and i tear of my shirt,
All I want is more beer.
Open up a six pack I ll be downin it first,
All I want is more beer.
I can open up and finish faster than you,
All I want is more beer.
Gonna kill a case or maybe two,
All I want is more beer.
If there was no more beer what would we do,
All I want is more beer.

More beer, more beer,
All I want is more beer.
More beer, more beer,
All I want is more beer, more beer.

All I want is more beer. (6x)

When wake up in the mournin
My mouth s all parched and dry,
and I crawl to the refrigerator,
and I peek inside,
and I m hopin and I m prayin
I hope there s one more beer.

More beer, more beer

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