Well, I woke up, then we broke up
So I packed up the Chevy with a bunch of Bud Heavies
Call my bro's up, said we broke up
So we hit the old 30 A coast up
I'm talking hammered, Alabama slammered
Might meet a new girl, get her number
Maybe that'll get me out from under
This goodbye cloud
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Ba dum ba dum bum
Ba dum ba dum bum
Well, I'm beachin' but she ain't beachin'
At this good old boy no more (hell nah)
And I'd be winning if they were keeping score
On a good time leaderboard
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
(Ah, gettin' little messed up down in the sand)
Pour one, pour two, poor me, pour four
Pour eight, pour nine, pour me one more
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Breaking up, breaking up, breaking up and getting drunk
Breaking Up & Getting Drunk Video (MV)
Performed By: Noah Hicks
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Hunter Phelps, Jeremy Stover, Noah Hicks, Will Bundy
Noah Hicks - Breaking Up & Getting Drunk Lyrics
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English
Well, I woke up, then we broke up
So I packed up the Chevy with a bunch of Bud Heavies
Call my bro's up, said we broke up
So we hit the old 30 A coast up
I'm talking hammered, Alabama slammered
Might meet a new girl, get her number
Maybe that'll get me out from under
This goodbye cloud
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Ba dum ba dum bum
Ba dum ba dum bum
Well, I'm beachin' but she ain't beachin'
At this good old boy no more (hell nah)
And I'd be winning if they were keeping score
On a good time leaderboard
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
(Ah, gettin' little messed up down in the sand)
Pour one, pour two, poor me, pour four
Pour eight, pour nine, pour me one more
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Breaking up, breaking up, breaking up and getting drunk
So I packed up the Chevy with a bunch of Bud Heavies
Call my bro's up, said we broke up
So we hit the old 30 A coast up
I'm talking hammered, Alabama slammered
Might meet a new girl, get her number
Maybe that'll get me out from under
This goodbye cloud
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Ba dum ba dum bum
Ba dum ba dum bum
Well, I'm beachin' but she ain't beachin'
At this good old boy no more (hell nah)
And I'd be winning if they were keeping score
On a good time leaderboard
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
(Ah, gettin' little messed up down in the sand)
Pour one, pour two, poor me, pour four
Pour eight, pour nine, pour me one more
Drinking doubles in a solo cup
Lawn chair out here in the sun
Costas on these hazy eyes
Tipsy girls yelling, "Roll Tide"
Bluetooth and some Jimmy Buffett
Sandy beaches, beers and buckets
They go together like Coke and rum
Breaking up and getting drunk
Breaking up, breaking up, breaking up and getting drunk
Writer: Hunter Phelps, Jeremy Stover, Noah Hicks, Will Bundy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.