What's The Big Deal?

Its a three day weekend
 I'm loading up my truck
 Got tonnes of beer, might shoot a deer
 Blow the shit out of a duck
 Stever's got a crossbow, Jamie a shotgun
 "Anything that fuckin' moves!"
 "Ready aim fire!"
 Oh, my god I cant believe the antlers on that buck
 It would take 40 men to load him in my truck
 ("Nice shot", "nice shot")
 ("YEE HAW!")
 ("Got that sucker right between the eyes")
 ("Lets get a cold one Don")
 Love seats made from hides
 Stock your smoke house full of meat
 Pink and blue and yellow keychains made from rabbits feet
 Trade your jerky to the Indian's
 Enjoy a coon skin hat
 Whip up some homemade crisco with the extra fat
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 Im wishin'
 A flock of geese would fly on by
 I can bag not four but five
 (Jesus fuckin' christ)
 (Thats the biggest moose i've ever seen in my life)
 (Get my gun, goddamnit get him!)
 Trophies on your wall
 Slap some new boots on your feet
 The wallet in my pocket kinda smells like meat
 A half a dozen quail
 A hearty rack of lamb
 There must be 50 beavers
 In that fuckin' dam!
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 If I can't shoot them ill start a forest fire
 Watch 'em run right at my gun, no need for Oscar Meyer
 (God damn! thats a fine lookin' piece of meat young man)
 (That one's for me)
 (Im ready for that one there?)
 Love seats made from hides
 Stock your smoke house full of meat
 Pink and blue and yellow keychains made from rabbits feet
 Trade your jerky to the Indian's
 Enjoy a coon skin hat
 Whip up some homemade crisco with the extra fat