B, double-E, double-are, you, N
Twenty-five minutes past quittin' time
Seven of us cram into that truck of mine
Payin' no attention to the highway signs
90-mile-an-hour toward the county line
Oh, quick sack, 12-pack, back again
It's a b, double-E, double-are, you, N
My buddies and their babies lettin' 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 gettin' there
Aztec, longnecks, paychecks spent
Oh, it's a b, double-E, double-are, you, N?
I can't stop thinking what the [heck] they were drinkin'
When they made this county dry
I gotta week-long thirst and to make it worse
Lord, it's my turn to drive!
Laughing and a bragging and a'carryin' on
We loaded up the wagon
And we're headed home
I guess half-a-dozen cases doesn't last that long
Come tomorrow mornin' it'll be all gone
Then, it's turn around
Leave town, sounds agin
Like a b, double-E, double-are you in?

Writer : WILLIAMS, KIM / WILLIAMS IRBY, AMANDA / DUCAS, GEORGE / ANDERSON, KEITH
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC COPYRIGHT ADMN OBO I WANT TO HOLD YOUR SONGS , EMI Music Publishing