Introduction
Toby Keith’s “Red Solo Cup,” released October 10, 2011, as the second single from his album Clancy’s Tavern, stands out as a playful departure in his discography—in fact, the only track he didn’t help write . Crafted by songwriting siblings Brad and Brett Warren alongside Brett and Jim Beavers, the quartet set out to create “something that would make us all laugh and smile,” adopting a mock-band persona and embracing tongue-in-cheek lyricism .
Keith himself initially derided the song as “the stupidest song I ever heard,” yet admitted it was “freakin’ awesome”—a line that became part of the song’s legend . And Keith was right. Upon release, Red Solo Cup transcended novelty status: it topped the country charts (No. 9 on Billboard Country), broke into the Top 15 on the Hot 100, and went multi-platinum—achieving triple-platinum certification . Its catchy chorus and simple structure––A‑Bm7‑E‑A in A major, with a final chorus hike to B major—echoed the feel of a playful, spoken‑word nursery rhyme .
The song paid homage to the iconic red Solo cup, a staple of American tailgate parties and college gatherings, made famous in the 1970s by Robert Hulseman’s Solo Cup Company . The music video, featuring cameos from comedians and celebrities like Carrot Top, Ted Nugent, Sammy Hagar, and Craig Ferguson, added to its cultural reach and viral charm .
Over time, Red Solo Cup became more than a song—it cemented itself as a symbol of celebration and laid-back revelry. Following Keith’s death in February 2024, fans paid homage by raising red Solo cups in his memory, underscoring the song’s lasting emotional and cultural impact
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Lyrics
Now a red solo cup is the best receptacle
For barbecues tailgates fairs and festivals
And you sir do not have a pair of testicles
If you prefer drinking from glass
A red solos cup is cheap and disposable
And in fourteen years they are decomposable
And unlike my home they are not fore-closable
Freddie Mac can kiss my ass woo
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let’s have a party let’s have a party
I love you red solo cup I lift you up
Proceed to party proceed to party
Now I really love how your easy to stack
But I really hate how your easy to crack
‘Cause when beer runs down the front of my back
Well that my friends is quite yucky
But I have to admit that the ladies get smitten
Admiring how sharply my first name is written
On you with a sharpie when I get to hittin’
On them to help me get lucky
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let’s have a party let’s have a party
I love you red solo cup I lift you up
Proceed to party proceed to party
Now I’ve seen you in blue and I’ve seen you in yellow
But only you red will do for this fellow
‘Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
Red solo cup you’re more than just plastic
You’re more than amazing you’re more than fantastic
And believe me that I’m not the least bit sarcastic
When I look at you and say
Red solo cup, you’re not just a cup. (No, no, God no)
You’re my, you’re my friend. (Friend, friend, friend, life long)
Thank you for being my friend.
Red solo cup I fill you up
Let’s have a party let’s have a party
I love you red solo cup I lift you up
Proceed to party proceed to party
Red solo cup, red solo cup (I fill you up, let’s have a party)
Let’s have a party (Let’s have a party) Let’s have a party
(Red solo cup) Oh red solo cup (I lift you up)
Let’s have a party, proceed to party yeah yeah