Im meeting my buddies out on the lake.
Were heading out to a special place.
WE LOVE, That just a few folks know.
Theres no signing up, No monthly dues.
Take your Johnson, Your Mercury or your Evinrude and fire it up.
Meet us out at party cove.
Come on in the water's fine.
Just idle over and toss us a line.
(Chorus)
BASSTRACKERS BAYLINERS AND A PARTY BARGE.
STRUNG TOGETHER LIKE A FLOATING TRAILER PARK.
ANCHORED OUT AND GETTING LOUD ALL SUMMER LONG.
SIDE BY SIDE THERE'S FIVE HOUSEBOAT FRONT PORCHES.
ASTROTURF, LAWNCHAIRS AND TIKI TORCHES.
REGULAR JOE'S ROCKING THE BOAT THATS US.
THE REDNECK YACHT CLUB!
Bermuda's Flip flops and a tank top tan.
He popped his first top at ten am THAT'S Bob.
He's our president.
We're checking out the girl's on the upper deck.
Rubbin in the 15 SPF it's hot.
Everybody's jumpin in.
Later on when the sun goes down.
We'll pull out the jar and that old guitar.
And pass em around.
(Chorus repeats itself.)
When the party's over and we're all alone.
We'll be making wakes, IN A NO WAKE ZONE!
(Chorus repeats again and the song ends.)
This song describes me and my friends perfectly because all of us live in Santa Maria which is a small hillbilly town in California.
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