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There's a fifty-fifty chanceThat the room ain't readyOdds are, the cooler's too heavy,To tote down to the beach all by myselfI'd be willing to bet,By the end of the weekI'll pass out in room 319And to round up all my clothesI might need a little helpBut it's a shore thing,The sun will be shinning,On my cold drink,And I'll be lyingOn a miller light towelHavin' happy hourAll day long in the sandWe may never sleepWe may never leaveRaise too much hellNever make bailBut in the morning it'll be alrightCause it's a shore thingWe're getting tore down tonightSongtexteI think it's safe to sayI'll make a few new friendsTake us out at a barThrow a beer on the bandToss down head into a parking lot roadAnd I wouldn't be surprisedIf my ex shows upHuggin' all over some dude in his truckI guess down hereThat's the way things goBut I'll be fineCause all I knowIt's a shore thing,The sun will be shinning,On my cold drink,And I'll be lyingOn a miller light towelHavin' happy hourAll day long in the sandWe may never sleepWe may never leaveRaise too much hellNever make bailBut in the morning it'll be alrightCause it's a shore thingWe're getting tore down tonightIt's a shore thing,The sun will be shinning,On my cold drink,And I'll be lyingOn a miller light towelHavin' happy hourAll day long in the sandWe may never sleepWe may never leaveRaise too much hellNever make bailBut in the morning it'll be alrightCause it's a shore thingWe're getting tore down tonightCause it's a shore thingWe'll never remember that nigt Aus Songtexte Mania