It’s a head-first crowd every Friday night
Down at The Watering Hole
Joe on my left and a beer in my right
We try to keep things under control

But, when the joint starts jumping ‘round ten o’clock
You know the lights go, on we turn the TV off
Slim stops pouring and he rings the bell
He pull the juke box plug and everybody yells

“BUDDY UP!”  Listen up, drop what you’re doing and raise your buddy’s hand
“BUDDY UP!”  Belly up, is everybody with us? Can everybody still stand?
If you’re gonna drink and raise some hell
You can bet your life’ll be saved by the bell
“BUDDY UP!”  Before things get out of hand

John and George both play eight ball so they’ve been buddied up for years
Jim’s paired up with the bear on the wall, we’re all tired of buying him beer
Tommy was always a little bit shy
Always teamed up with one of the guys
‘Til the night Cindy took him by the hand
She buddied up and married that man

Chorus

Now I never go swimming in the deep blue sea without taking somebody else with me
You can drown in the water, drown in your drink
So when you’re going down and you’re starting to sink

Chorus

by kevin briody/terry
© tune-me-music, bmi
bongo beach music, bmi