Nibbling on chili, our team’s gettin’ silly
Playing twister all covered in oil
Serving up Jell-O shots, as our front porch rocks
Smell that chili it’s beginning to boil (bubble, bubble, bubble)
Wasted away again in Surfin’ Chiliville
Searching for my lost cup of beer (beer, where the hell’s my beer)
Some people claim that there’s Tequila to blame
But I know it’s the beer’s damn fault
Fun is the reason we come back each season
Trophies to show and our famous tattoos
It’s a real beauty, on a tie-dyed cutie
How it got there she hasn’t a clue (no clue, no clue, no clue)
Wasted away again in Surfin’ Chiliville
Searching for my lost cup of beer (beer, where the hell’s my beer)
Some people claim that there’s Tequila to blame
But I know it’s the Vodka’s damn fault
Wearing our tie-dye, making those beads fly
Showmanship trophy we’ll take on back home
Where there’s booze in the blender And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps to hang on (hang on, hang on, hang on)
Wasted away again in Surfin’ Chiliville
Searching for my lost cup of beer (beer, where the hell’s my beer)
Some people claim that there’s Tequila to blame
But I know it’s the Rum, Champagne, Gin, Whisky, Vodka, Tequila, Schnaaps – Hot Damn!!!
(first appearance: 2008)