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
Itre together it dont got a lot of money but we just dons a be -double E-double are you in?
I cans my turn to drive
Laughing and bragging and at last that long
Come tomorrow morning its turn around, leave town, sounds again
Like a be -double E-double are you in?

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