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Luke Bryan - Cold Beer Drinker Lyrics

Hey! Whiskey burns me up, wine turns my teeth all red
Tequila makes me loco, champagne hurts my head
But let me tell ya I'm a real big fan, of ice
Fishin' for them aluminum cans

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll
I'm a killer karaoke country singer
Top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger
King of the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker

Monday through 5 o' clock Friday I'm a hard workin' man
Responsible, kinda dull, head-down, stick to the plan
But all my buddies know me better than that
Get us all together and we start throwin' 'em back

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll
I'm a killer karaoke country singer
Top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger
King of the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker, I'm just a cold beer drinker

As far as I'm concerned, it's the All-American way
Twist the top off, just to cap off the day, hey hey, hey hey, hey hey

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack rarin' to go
Don't you know I'm a killer karaoke country singer
Top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger
King of the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker, I'm just a cold beer drinker. Yeah