Red Solo Cup

Intro: Verse 1: Now, red solo cup is the best receptical For barbecues, tailgates, fairs, and festivals And you, sir, do not have a pair of testicals If you prefer drinkin' from glass Hey, red solo cup is cheap and disposable And in fourteen years, they are decomposable And unlike my home, they are not foreclosable Freddy mac can kiss my ass Whoo! 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 Verse 2: 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 in front of my pack Well, that, my friends, is quite yucky But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten Admirin' at how sharply my first name is written On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin' When I get to hittin' on them to help me get lucky Repeat the chorus Verse 3: 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 Abbot to 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 And believe me that I am not the least bit sarcastic When I look at you and say Bridge: Red solo cup, you're not just a cup (No! No! No! God, no! ) You're my-you're my (Friend?) friend (Friend x3; Life-long) 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 I lift you up Proceed to party Proceed to party