Well I woke up, then we broke up
So I packed up the Chevy with a bunch of Bud heavies
Called my bros up, said we broke up
So we hit the old 38 coast up
Talkin' hammered, Alabama slamming
Might meet a new girl, get her number
Maybe that'll get me out from under
This goodbye cloud
Drinking doubles in a Solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Coasters on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yellin' "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers in buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breakin' up and gettin' drunk
Well I'm beachin', but she ain't beachin'
At this good ol' boy no more
And I'd be winning if they were keeping score
On the good time leaderboard
Drinking doubles in a Solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Coasters on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yellin' "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers in buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breakin' up and gettin' drunk
Pour one, pour two
Pour me, pour four
Pour eight, pour nine
Pour me one more
Drinking doubles in a Solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Coasters on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yellin' "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers in buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breakin' up and gettin' drunk
Breakin' up, breakin' up
Breakin' up and gettin' drunk