Live at Herman's Hideaway in Denver, CO. When we wrote this song together, we thought it was the most immature song we could possibly write. We've proven ourselves wrong time and time again.

Lyrics

Well I'm a god damn motherfuckin' Rock n Roll star
So call up the women and stock up the bar
I ain't got much money to throw around
But tonight I'm the baddest motherfucker in town

Oh yeah
Hell Motherfuckin' yeah
Uh-huh
3 things that keep me grinnin'
Cheap beer, cheap beer, cheap women

We bring the rock, set panties on fire
so all you other motherfuckers better fuckin' retire
Cause when the time comes to put to the test
We out drink, out smoke, out joke, out fuck the rest
Fuck the Rest!

Oh yeah
Hell Motherfuckin' yeah
Uh-huh
3 things that keep me grinnin'
Cheap beer, cheap beer, cheap women

I seen a million shows and a million hoes
Laid a million miles of dick
Drank more shots than my drunk-ass pops
But it never did get me sick
Smoked more butts and poked more sluts
Than a guy who smokes and fucks a lot
If you see us drunk behind the wheel
Please don't call the cops

I'm a god damn motherfuckin hit machine
And I know what you're thinkin' when you're flickin' your bean
About me and the boys straight runnin' a train
On you, your mama, your sister and your Aunt Lorraine

Oh yeah
Hell Motherfuckin' yeah
Uh-huh
3 things that keep me grinnin'
Cheap beer, cheap beer, cheap women

3 stinks I don't mind in my linen
Cheap beer, cheap cigarettes, cheap women