Intro: G D
Verse 1:
G
Now, red solo cup is the best receptical
For barbecues, tailgates, fairs, and festivals
Am
And you, sir, do not have a pair of testicals
D G
If you prefer drinkin' from glass
G
Hey, red solo cup is cheap and disposable
And in fourteen years, they are decomposable
Am
And unlike my home, they are not foreclosable
D G
Freddy mac can kiss my ass
Whoo!
G
Red solo cup
I fill you up
Am
Let's have a party
D
Let's have a party
G
I love you, red solo cup
I lift you up
Am
Proceed to party
D
Proceed to party
Verse 2:
G
Now, I really love how you're easy to stack
But I really hate how you're easy to crack
Am
'Cause when beer runs down in front of my pack
D G
Well, that, my friends, is quite yucky
G
But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten
Admirin' at how sharply my first name is written
Am
On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin'
D G
When I get to hittin' on them to help me get lucky
Repeat the chorus
Verse 3:
G
Now, I've seen you in blue and I've seen you in yellow
But only you, red, will do for this fellow
Am
'Cause you are the Abbot to my Costello
D G
And you are the Fruit to my Loom
G
Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing, you're more than fantastic
Am
And believe me that I am not the least bit sarcastic
D G
When I look at you and say
Bridge:
Red solo cup, you're not just a cup
(No! No! No! God, no! )
You're my-you're my (Friend?) friend
(Friend x3; Life-long)
Thank you for being my friend
A
Red solo cup
I fill you up
Bm
Let's have a party
E
Let's have a party
A
I love you, red solo cup
I lift you up
Bm
Proceed to party
E
Proceed to party