Beer Run

Twenty-five minutes past quitting time Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine Paying no attention to them highway signs Doing ninety miles an hour toward the county line Quick sack, twelve pack, back again It's a B double E double, are you N. My buddies and their babies letting down their hair As long as we're together it don't matter where Ain't got a lot of money but we just don't care Knowing half the fun is getting there Aztec, long-necks, paychecks spent oh, it's a B double E double, are you N. I can't stop thinking What the hell they were drinking When they made this county dry I got a week long thirst And to make it worse Lord, it's my turn to drive Laughing and a bragging and a carrying on We loaded up the wagons and we headed home I guess a half a dozen cases doesn't last that long Come tomorrow morning it'll be all gone Then, it's turn around, leave town, sounds again Like a B double E double, are you N.