Hangin' out in long beach.
A lil' party in the sun, but ya just can't sit there smoking and drinking anymore.
You got a new jive. All your friends are getting weird. Ahhh!
It goes, "you ain't a shakin till the shit shot.

Shoot it up.
No one jammin' til the gin juice jigger jets.
They say it ain't a party til the party enema, the party enema.
You get a funnel tube, pour in a 40 oz.

Pull down your clothes, touch your toes.
Get a hose, hold your nose.
It's a party hat. Forget the beer bong.
Forget the nitrous shots.

It goes "you ain't a shakin' 'til the shit shot.
Shoot it up.
No one jammin' til the gin juice jigger jets.
They say it ain't a party 'til the party enema, the party enema.

The party enema, the party enema.
The party enema, the party enema...

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Writer(s): MICHAEL JOHN BURKETT