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LATE NIGHT SUMMER DRINK

[Intro — smooth announcer voice] Smooth jazz. Funky beats. Moonlight on the beach. One can left in the cooler. You know what time it is. Bepis. [Verse 1] Midnight glow on a neon shore, Palm trees vibing like they’ve been here before. Moon man’s playing on a grand piano, Statue on sax with a stone-cold solo. Little can fox with the red-eye stare, Rolling through summer like it owns the air. Label says “drink,” but I’m not convinced, It blinked at me once and my wallet winced. [Pre-Chorus] Crack that tab, let the bassline slide, Carbonated dreams in the midnight tide. Too hot to sleep, too weird to think, So I guess I’ll open another drink. [Chorus] It’s a late night summer drink, Smooth jazz makes the skyline pink. Funky little fox in a soda can, Doing beach commercials better than man. It’s a late night summer drink, Don’t ask questions, don’t even blink. Never too late, take another sip, Bepis got me on a neon trip. [Verse 2] Old computers humming by the sand, Saxophone statue got a marble band. Beach ball rolling like it knows too much, Shells on the shore got a vaporwave touch. The moon pianist leaned in slow, Said, “This next chord will make your fizz explode.” I said, “Sir, that sounds medically strange,” Then the whole drink started changing range. [Pre-Chorus 2] Cooler’s empty, but the night’s still young, Bassline dripping off the summer sun. Moonlight sparkling across the brink, Somebody stop me before I drink. [Chorus] It’s a late night summer drink, Smooth jazz makes the skyline pink. Funky little fox in a soda can, Doing beach commercials better than man. It’s a late night summer drink, Don’t ask questions, don’t even blink. Never too late, take another sip, Bepis got me on a neon trip. [Bridge — spoken commercial break] Bepis. For late nights. For beach lights. For people who look at a soda can and say: “Yeah… but what if it had ears?” Now with 40% more mysterious side effects. [Funky Breakdown] Sip it once, sax goes wild, Sip it twice, moon man smiled. Sip it three times, palm trees dance, Sip it four times, there go my pants— Wait, no. Keep it classy. Smooth jazz. [Final Chorus] It’s a late night summer drink, Smooth jazz makes the skyline pink. Funky little fox in a soda can, Doing beach commercials better than man. It’s a late night summer drink, Don’t ask questions, don’t even blink. Never too late, take another sip, Bepis got me on a neon trip. [Outro — soft sax fading] Smooth jazz meets funky beats. Don’t miss out on this summer’s greatest hit. Never too late… to open another can. Bepis. The chosen drink of questionable evenings.