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I got a '69 Camaro, a Ram Jet 502 |
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I could win the pole at Bristol, baby, but I'm riding round with you |
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Bored as hell, we might as well burn this tank of gas |
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And if we're going nowhere, girl, let's go nowhere fast |
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Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail |
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Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail |
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Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run |
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Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry |
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And there's moonshine in the trunk |
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Well they say that's how the Duke boys and NASCAR started out |
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They were hauling bootleg liquor and look where they are now |
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Chances are I got a mason jar rolling round in the back |
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Now white lightning's long gone, but it shouldn't be hard to act |
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Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail |
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Like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail |
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Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run |
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Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry |
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And there's moonshine in the trunk |
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Whoa, let's pretend we're running from the law |
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Whoa, like we're the Bonnie and Clyde of alcohol |
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Like there's moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail |
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And like if we get caught they're gonna haul us off to jail |
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Like we're helping out uncle Jessy, making a midnight run |
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Let's drive tonight like this whole county's dry |
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And there's moonshine in the trunk |