Additional Notes:

No Notes Available

Backstory:

Sitting at lunch with fellow songwriters and I asked one how he intended to spend the rest of the day.  He replied he was headed up north to his cabin.  I asked if he went fishing up there and he said no.  He continued we just go about drinking beer and talking stupid.

Lyrics:

                                                  
Drinking Beer and Talking Stupid

It's Friday night 
And we're headed north to the cabin
The guys are all ready
For partyin' and laughin'
We've got fishing poles
And decks of playing cards
Plus a pup tent to pitch
In the backyard

Radio is blaring
As we're cruising down the highway
Another fifty-five miles
We'll be pulling in to Sister Bay
Got a carload of buddies
And a trunkful of Bud Lite
We're going to try and drink every bottle
Before daylight

We'll be drinking beer and talking stupid
Raising hell won't be disputed
Nothin' better to do on a summer weekend
Than drinking beer and talking stupid

You know how guys are
When we're without our wives
Going to be looking for
The biggest blowout of our lives

CHORUS

REPEAT CHORUS