Da Yoopers - Second Week of Deer Camp (Part 2) lyrics

ITS THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP I GOT A SWOLLEN HEAD I'M LYING WITH THE DUST BALLS UNDERNEATH MY BED AN ICY BREEZE IS BLOWING IN THROUGH THE TONGUE AND GROOVE MY PANTS ARE FROZEN TO THE FLOOR AND I'M TOO SICK TO MOVE I DIDN'T DRINK SO MANY JUST TURDY CANS OF BEER IT MUSTA BEEN THAT LAST SHOT THAT PUT ME UNDER HERE CHORUS: IT'S THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP AND ALL THE GUYS ARE HERE WE DRINK PLAY CARDS AND SHOOT THE BULL BUT NEVER SHOOT NO DEER THE ONLY TIME WE LEAVE THE CAMP IS WHEN WE GO FOR BEER THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP IS THE GREATEST TIME OF YEAR I REMEMBER PLAYING POKER DAT WEASEL MUSTA WON HE'S WEARIN MY NEW SWAMPERS AND SLEEPIN WIT MY GUN HE'S SNORING LIKE A CHAIN SAW DA CAMP SMELLS LIKE A DUMP SOMEONE'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR IS SITTING ON THE PUMP MUKKUS IN THE WOOD BOX EENER'S ON THE STOVE HIS FLANNEL SHIRT IS SMOKING I WONDER IF HE KNOWS CHORUS VITO'S CRAWLING THROUGH THE DOOR I THINK HE GOT FROSTBITE HE PASSED OUT IN THE OUTHOUSE AND HE'S BEEN THERE SINCE LAST NIGHT GOOFUS STUMBLED THROUGH THE DOOR HE SAYS HE GOT A BUCK HE WAS COMING FROM THE WAYSIDE AND HE KILLED IT WITH HIS TRUCK MUSTI CRACKS A BEER AND SAYS ITS TIME TO CELEBRATE GOOFUS GOT THE FIRST BUCK SINCE 1968 CHORUS