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Lyrics:

                                                  
Beer It Up   
© Words and Music: Mark Oates / Donna Aylor

We’re gonna get a little crazy in the Cancun waves
Party in the Mexican sun
Have a warm sand, sea shore, barefoot dance floor
Southern styled sun of a gun 

Bubba brought a boom box of country songs
Some Hank and  Brooks and Dunn 
Gonna make new friends before the day ends
And have ourselves a little fun 

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Beer it up, kick off the boots
Loose the shirt, keep the hat, grab a beer or two 
Chase down a sun tanned Senorita
Who thinks that a cowboy hat’s real cute
And Beer  it up
Yah we gonna Beer  it up

Sunset’s only gonna get things hotter
Slow dancin’ in the moonlight air
Beach side strolling, a little hand holding, 
And a kiss or two beneath the old pier

When the bonfire dies nice and low
Maybe we can misbehave
Go bare on a dare, leave our clothes on a beach chair
And make a run for the waves

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Bridge:
There’s no strangers here
Oh we can guarantee
We might run low on southern comfort
But never on southern hospitality

Yeahhhh 
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