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 agian It`s a B double - E double - R U 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 - R U N.
I can`t stop thinking What the hell they were drinking When they made this county dry I got a week long thrist 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 agian Like a B double - E double - R U N.
[Thanks to poetess1627@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]
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