Three Cheers Songtext
von Les Stroud and The Pikes

Three cheers

I don′t give a damn
I've got time on my hands and a drink in my hand
Hey what can you say
Three cheers for the hell of it
I wont go home

Friday night and i′m feeling alright
My best friend just walked through the door
Says the boys are all waitin'
Down on the corner
Across from the old grocery store

I throw on my old coat
And go to the drawer
Where my hard earned money awaits
Pick up a ten spot
To throw in my pocket
And rush out so i wont be late


We might go to jimmy's
Maybe to timmy′s
Maybe to our favourite bar
Out side it′s rainin'
No one′s complainin'
There′s no need to go very far

When we were in high school
We thought we were real cool
Long hair and faded blue jeans
We fought if we had to
Smoked like a damn fool
And skipped off a class in between

We've all been in trouble
′Cuz we're sure no angels
But i think we're pretty good guys
We try to be thinkers
We′re sure damn good drinkers
People i tell you no lies

It′s getting' quite late
The party′s still goin'
′Cuz we try to stay up all night
Some of us pass out
Others will make out
All of us sure feel all right


People i'm sure
That you′ve all had your good times
Just like me and my friends
This round is on me
Yeah this party is free
I hope it will never end

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