Six Pack to Hell Songtext
von The 415s

Friday night, nothing to do
Give me a six pack of ice cold brew
Friday night, you never can tell

I′m going to take that Six Pack to Hell
I'm going to take that Six Pack to Hell


Saturday night, I don′t have a clue
Give me twelve pack of ice cold brew
Saturday night, don't want to jell

I'm going to take that six pack to hell
I′m going to take that six pack to hell

Sunday morning, got something to fear
I can′t believe I drank all that beer
Sunday morning out of bed I fell

Looks like I took that six pack to hell
Looks like I took that six pack to hell