Brett Beavers - Red Solo Cup lyrics

Finn Two, one two three! Sam Now, red solo cup is the best receptacle For barbecues, tailgates, fairs and festivals And you, sir, do not have a pair of testicles If you prefer drinkin' from gla** (Mike: That's true!) Hey, red solo cup is cheap and disposable And in fourteen years they are decomposable And unlike my home, they are not foreclosable Freddie Mac can kiss my a**, woo! Red solo cup, uh huh, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you, red solo cup, I lift you up Proceed to party, proceed to party Now, I really love how you're easy to stack But I really hate how you're easy to crack 'Cause when beer runs down the front of my back Well, that, my friends, is quite yucky But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten Admirin' how sharply my first name is written On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin' On them to help me get lucky Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you, red solo cup, I lift you up Proceed to party, proceed to party Now, I've seen you in blue and I've seen you in yellow But only you, red, will do for this fellow 'Cause you are the Abbott into my Costello And you are the Fruit to my Loom Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic You're more than amazing, you're more than fantastic Believe me when I'm not the least bit sarcastic When I look at you and say: "Red solo cup... You're not just a cup (Quinn: Mm, mm) (Finn: God no!) You're my... (Finn: Friend?) You're my friend, yeah (Finn: Lifelong!) (Quinn: You're my friend, uh huh) Thank you for being my friend" Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party I love you, red solo cup (Finn: What up, what up) I lift you up Proceed to party, proceed to party Red solo cup, I fill you up Let's have a party, let's have a party Red solo cup, I lift you up Let's have a party, proceed to party Solo cup, solo cup Solo cup, solo cup Solo cup, solo cup Solo cup