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Tee
It Up
Lyrics & music by Billy Mac
There's a place where folks all go to work out their frustration
Where mother nature meets the world of sport and recreation
They swear and scream and slam and curse as they pursue their lofty
goal
To grab their club and smack it long and put one in the hole
Tee it up--where we gonna hit 'em today
Tee it up--got my sticks and I'm on my way
I got a brand new glove and a new set of grips
So I can't keep from makin' that trip
If you wanna know what fills my cup
It's when my buddies holler--tee it up
You're three under on the fourteenth tee
You swing and your buddies laugh
You just shanked a four-iron in the pond
So you snap the son-of-a-gun in half
Tee it up say I'm crazy say I'm daft
Tee it up-tell me that my four-iron needs a brand new shaft
I got a brand new glove and a new set of grips
I got fairways to miss I got cups to lip
Still I can't keep from makin' that trip
So if you wanna know what fills my cup
It's when my buddies holler--tee it up
(tee it up) ain't nowhere on earth I'd rather be
(tee it up) than tryin' to put it stiff on a tough par three
(tee it up) this is where I'm headed out to get my kicks
I just wanna know can we play thirty-six
Tee it up
(solo)
The match is all square on the eighteenth green
You got a forty foot putt for the win
So you give it a roll, it drops straight in the hole
And you know why you keep comin' back again
Tee it up--where we gonna hit 'em today
Tee it up--got my sticks and I'm on my way
I got a brand new glove and a new set of grips
I got fairways to miss I got cups to lip
Yeah my driver might leak and my putter might yip
Still I can't keep from makin' that trip
So if you wanna know what fills my cup
It's when my buddies holler--tee it up
©1998 BMAC Music (ASCAP) (425) 868-0245
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