Blue Dixie Cup Lyrics

Now I ain’t sayin’ there’s anything wrong
if a fella wants to sit down and write him a song
about a drinkin’ container that was made in Hong Kong
and sold at the Five & Dime.
But the thing that really irritates me
is that people are just too damn blind to see
and my songs will never end up on Glee
as a cheap two-dollar rhyme.

Chorus:
Blue Dixie Cup, I just threw up
good music, hardly… good music, hardly
I hate you, Blue Dixie Cup, shut the hell up
that song’s retarded, that song’s retarded.

Now you fit things that ain’t in my pocket
maybe a chain or sometimes a locket
and if you’re a chick, a big cotton-rocket
I know but don’t ask me how.
Yeah, and I like the way that you can be seen
makin’ folks fall and some people lean
but at least you weren’t stolen from Robert Earl Keen
now how do you like me now?

Chorus

Now they aught to throw that guy in the pokey
I’ve never heard a song in the world so damn hokey
damn, I expected more from an Okie
my apologies, y’all.
Yeah, my little blue friend, you’re more than amazing
the reason for years of fraternity hazing
and don’t you know that them guns will be blazing
when the CMA’s finally call

Chorus x2

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