White Claw Sack (Ski Edit)

Well, the snow's fallin' down and the slopes are callin' loud We're breakin' fresh tracks, with the mountain in the clouds Got the lift tickets ready and the gear all set But we're countin' cans, baby, don't forget From the lodge to the chairlift, we're ridin' high But we're sippin' on Claws 'neath the big blue sky With every turn down the hill, it's a little more fun But at the end of the week, we gotta see who's won Put your cans in the White Claw sack Count 'em up, yeah, it's a fun little track How many did Mattia have, how many did Fabian? We're calculating now with a laugh and a sigh The numbers don't lie, but we all had a blast With that White Claw sack, baby, we're raisin' a glass Now Jenny brought the mango, Robert brought the lime I was stickin' with the black cherry all the time By Friday night, we're all feelin' right With a snowball fight and the firelight We're stackin' the cans, seein' who's in the lead But it's all about the fun, not the speed From the lodge to the slopes, we're all just here To ski, sip, and laugh without any fear Put your cans in the White Claw sack Count 'em up, yeah, it's a fun little track How many did Mattia have, how many did Fabian? We're calculating now with a laugh and a sigh The numbers don't lie, but we all had a blast With that White Claw sack, baby, we're raisin' a glass We ain't worried 'bout who's the king of the hill It's just about good friends and that cold winter chill From first chair to last call, we're together all week But that sack tells the story of how many we seek Put your cans in the White Claw sack Count 'em up, yeah, it's a fun little track How many did Mattia have, how many did Fabian? We're calculating now with a laugh and a sigh The numbers don't lie, but we all had a blast With that White Claw sack, baby, we're raisin' a glass So here's to the Claws, and here's to the snow We may have counted 'em all, but the fun don't go Next week we'll do it all over again With a White Claw sack and a ski trip, my friend!