Shlitz
I saw her standing with a beer, mini skirt so tight.
I knew that this would be my last chance to make things all right.
I started walking towards her face, carrying a Schlitz.
I said to her hey now mama as I was checking out her hips.
I said yeah, checking out her hips.
Yeah yeah she had real nice lips.
Frank Poncharello, he's from Chips.
If you're not a blood you are probably a crip.
Then we started drinking Schlitz!
First let me tell you that Schlitz is hard to find.
When I can't drink it I go out of my mind.
When I drink it, it goes right to my head.
When I wake up I can't get out of bed.
I don't need a girl to make me feel right.
I don't need no job to make my future bright.
I just want a 6 pack and Jimmy Swaggart.
Roll up a bomber and crank Merle Haggard.
Chorus:
Cause he drinks Schlitz!
And she drinks Schlitz.
Everybody drink Schlitz.
Open a can of Schlitz.
It's the beer that made Milwaukee famous.
No matter how hard you try, you've got Miller in your eye and they all laugh at you. (ho ho ho hee hee hee ha ha ha)
Sometimes it's hard to find your niche, so next time make it a Schlitz!
And you can send them all to hell!
I got in my truck and drove around.
Picking up some Schlitz for a night on the town.
3 bucks for a 6 pack, that's real nice.
Naked girls, Schlitz and a bucket of ice!
Chorus end.
Music and lyrics by Steve "The Kernel Crapper".
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