Testo 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 in? 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 in the getting there Aztec, long necks, paychecks spent Oh, It's a B-double E-double are you in? 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 bragging and a' carrying on We loaded up the wagons and we headed home I guess 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 in?