Текст песни Chug-a-Lug - Brian Wilson

Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make ya wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don′t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we'll drink up whats left
Chug-a-lug so I helped myself
First time for everything
Umm my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug Chug-a-lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don′t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
4 H and an FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and friend sneek off behind
This big old barn
Where we uncovered a covered up
Moonshine still
And we thought we'd drink our fill
And I swallowed it with a smile
Ohh I run ten mile
Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Jukebox and sawdust floor
Somthin′ like i′ve never seen
Heck I'm just going on 15,
But with the help of my fanaglein′ uncle
I get snuk in for my first taste of sin
I said let me have a big old sip
Bbbb i done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug chug a lug
Make u wanna holla hidy hoe,
Burns your tummy don't you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chig a chagle uh