Red Solo Cup

　　Now, red solo cup is the best receptical

　　For barbecues, tailgates, fairs, and festivals

　　And you, sir, do not have a pair of testicles

　　If you prefer drinkin＇ from glass

　　Hey, red solo cup is cheap and disposable

　　And in fourteen years, they are decomposable

　　And unlike my home, they are not foreclosable

　　Freddy Mac can kiss my ass

　　Whoo!

　　Red solo cup

　　I fill you up

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Let＇s have a party

　　I love you, red solo cup

　　I lift you up

　　Proceed to party

　　Proceed to party

　　Now, I really love how you＇re easy to stack

　　But I really hate how you＇re easy to crack

　　＇Cause when beer runs down in front of my pack

　　Well, that, my friends, is quite yucky

　　But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten

　　Admirin＇ how sharply my first name is written

　　On you with a Sharpie when I get to hittin＇

　　When I get to hittin＇ on them to help me get lucky

　　Red solo cup

　　I fill you up

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Let＇s have a party

　　I love you, red solo cup

　　I lift you up

　　Proceed to party

　　Proceed to party

　　Now, I＇ve seen you in blue and I＇ve seen you in yellow

　　But only you, red, will do for this fellow

　　＇Cause you are the Abbot to my Costello

　　And you are the Fruit to my Loom

　　Red solo cup, you＇re more than just plastic

　　You＇re more than amazing, you＇re more than fantastic

　　And believe me that I am not the least bit sarcastic

　　When I look at you and say

　　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

　　Red solo cup

　　I fill you up

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Let＇s have a party

　　I love you, red solo cup

　　I lift you up

　　Proceed to party

　　Proceed to party

　　Red solo cup

　　I fill you up

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Red solo cup

　　Let＇s have a party

　　Proceed to party