You’re gonna see me there…
I’ll be the one at the back of the liquor store.
I gotta see my friends…
12 barley boys and a box made of red and gold.

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You’re gonna see me drinkin’ High Life,
Yeah I’ll be drinkin’, yeah I’ll be drinkin’.
You’re gonna see me drinkin’ High Life,
Yeah I’ll be drinkin’, you’re gonna see me drink!

I’m gonna be the man
Ms. Miller Moon sits chilled right by my side.
And now your import's out…
I’ve still got beer when the keg’s gone completely dry.

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All right kids, it’s a simple matter of economics here:
You want beer, you got money, but how do you spend it?
Now we’re not talking about micro-brew, pale, stout, malt beverage, import, export, fruit filled crap!.. We’re talking beer…
And when you’re talkin’ beer, it might as well be the Champagne of Beers
That’s right…Miller High Life!!!

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