Drunk Americans - Toby Keith

We ain’t East, we ain’t West

We ain’t left, we ain’t right

We ain’t black, we ain’t white

We just came here to drink

We’re all mud flap suburbans

All ball caps and turbans

All prom queens and strippers

Where the whole kitchen sink and in here

We’re the same, everyone knows your name

We just raise up our glass

We don’t give a rat’s ass

If you’re a Democrat or Republican

We’re happy to be here and that you can see

We’re just all drunk Americans

We ain’t second ex wives

We ain’t cowboys or redskins

We ain’t preachers or kingpins

We’re just having fun

We’re all suits in blue collars

Short orders long hollers

Paper and plastic, too old and too young

Ceos, GEDs, DUIs, FBIs, PHDs

And we raise up our glass

We don’t give a rat’s ass

If your belly’s too fat, or your wallet’s too thin

We’re happy to be here and that you can see

We’re just all drunk Americans

(La-la-la-la-la-la)

All drunk Americans

We been in, we been out

We been cool, we been weird

Thank God we’re still here

In the land of the free

And we all, singin' wrong

But we all sing along

Sing along

We just raise up our glass

We don’t give a rat’s ass

If you’re a democrat or republican

We’re happy to be here and that you can see

We’re just all drunk Americans

In these neon lights

We’re all stars we’re all straps

And we’re all drunk Americans