The Toast

Waddel Brothers

It’s 10 O’Clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd stumbles in
There’s an old man walking up to me, trying to fill up my beer cup with Gin
He says son let me tell you a memory, Oh wait, I forgot how it goes
But I swear it was sweet and when my mind is complete, We’ll play volleyball is some very weird clothes

Lalaladededah……..

Pass me a beer it’s the Gillis Man, I’ll be passed out by 7 tonight
And for one special weekend in August, We’ll all be feeling all-right

Now Brett & Banana are friends of mine, who bring me my drinks for free
And they’re quick with a joke or a whiskey and coke
But there’s someplace that they’d rather be, Shellback or The Shack… probably

 They say Bobby Boy fetch me a steak & eggs, with a shit eating look on their face
Well I’m sure I could win this whole damn thing If I could just slim down this waist

Now the Boehles are 6-Man Juggernauts, they all wear cute and matching board shorts
And though their costumes suck, when they hit you better duck
And we get all of their fans on our court

And Patrick Brown is crushing the costume game, As Steve Cressman slowly gets stoned (not)
And we’re drinking cheap beer out of a solo cup, but it’s better than drinking alone.

Pass me a beer it’s The Gillis Man, I’ll be passed out by 7 tonight
And for one special weekend in August, We’ll ALL be feeling ALRIGHT!