

One, two, three,
let's go!
Got the charcoal burning on the patio
Got the speakers pumping some old radio
Everyone is arriving with their own supply But we all share one
thing that catches the eye
It's shiny and plastic,
sitting in a stack
Once you fill it up,
there is no turning back (ooh,
yeah)
Raise your little red cup,
hold it high in the air
We're pouring out laughs and we haven't a care From the tailgate
field to the summer backyard Having a good time shouldn't be hard
(fill it up!)
Well, writing names on the side with a marker pen
So I don't drink the punch that belongs to Ben We got
games on the lawn,
we got cold sweet tea This little plastic cup is a friend
to me
(yes it is)
Raise your little red cup,
hold it high in the air
We're pouring out laughs and we haven't a care From the tailgate
field to the summer backyard Having a good time shouldn't be hard (cheers!)
Fill it to the brim,
let the laughter ring
This little red cup makes everybody sing (one more time!)