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"Bottles of Beer" - Your Favorite Martian
Single, released 2011
[!] Capo on 3rd fret [!]
[Intro]
G A
D G
[Verse 1]
G
I was chilling with my Bud, Sam Adams
A
We get a call from Miller, the man was having spasms
D
And he said, "Dude, get dressed, there's not a chance in hell
G
That we could miss this keg party up in San Miguel"
G
"Do I have to go out, dude?"
A
"No, but that Mexican chick Corona's there and she's been asking about you"
D
I hung up the phone, it's time to get dressed
G
I put on my Magic Hat and my shirt with the Red Stripe
G
We hit a Busch dodging traffic as we passed by 'em
A
In that Killian's Red Charger with the Fat Tires
D
We drove around for like half the night
G
Luckily, the Blue Moon provided Natural Light
G
We rolled up to the party, errybody was rocking
A
Playing Beck's old single on that iPod dock
N.C. D
And that's "where it's at"... My ears were all ringing
G
The party crowd was getting loud, and everyone was all singing
[Chorus]
G
"Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
G
Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall"
[Verse 2]
G
Now, everyone was crammed in the basement, wasted
A
Even Asahi, that foreign exchange kid
D
He was just in Kingfisher, wrecking his 'vette
N.C. G
Like "Automobile, big leck!"
G
I poured myself a brew and drank half the glass
A
This ugly Moosehead chick kept grabbing my ass
D
I told that ugly Harp that she could go to Hell-a
G
And then I saw Corona, and she was looking Ste- Ste-
G
Stella, and down to have some fun
A
She was still a freshman, a Yuengling with a tongue-ring
D
The alcohol was all clouding my thinking
G
So I slapped her on the Heiny, "Can I get you a drink?" And she said
G
"Ha! You're totally cute
A
And if you fetch me a beer, I'll let you touch my boob."
D
Hell yeah, I went to get her a drink, then
G
The party started moving, and everybody started singing:
[Chorus]
G
"Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
G
Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall"
[Verse 3]
G
Now, Corona's ex-boyfriend started talking to me
A
His Foster parents nicknamed him Milwaukee's Beast
D
'cause dude was big enough that he could tackle the world
G
He was like "Hey bro-ski, you're jacking my girl
G
I should bust your Skull, you look like a queer
A
I'm gonna challenge you to a game of beer pong."
D
"Of Coors! Challenge accepted
G
You can call me Guinness, 'cause I'm touting the record."
G
Beer pong's my game, and with my shoulder cocked
A N.C.
I bounced that ball in the cup like a Rolling Rock
D
We played for a while, and I was wooing them when
G
I showed everyone who'd win the Blue Ribbon...
G
Pabst! And Corona was like, "Wow!
A
You can totally touch my boob now."
D
I was El Presidente, or maybe a king
G
With my Corona in my Newcastle, everybody started singing
[Chorus]
G
"Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
G
Blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall
A
Blah-blah bottles of beer
D
You take one down, you pass it around
G
You got blah-blah bottles of beer on the wall"
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