I got a ´69 Camaro, a Ram Jet 502
I could win the pole at Bristol, baby, but I´m riding round with you
Bored as hell, we might as well burn this tank of gas

And if we´re going nowhere, girl, let´s go nowhere fast

Like there´s moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail
Like if we get caught they´re gonna haul us off to jail
Like we´re helping out uncle Jesse, making a midnight run
Let´s drive tonight like this whole county´s dry
And there´s moonshine in the trunk
Well they say that´s how the Duke boys and NASCAR started out
They were hauling bootleg liquor and look where they are now
Chances are I got a mason jar rolling round in the back
Now white lightning´s long gone, but it shouldn´t be hard to act

Like there´s moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail
Like if we get caught they´re gonna haul us off to jail
Like we´re helping out uncle Jesse, making a midnight run
Let´s drive tonight like this whole county´s dry
And there´s moonshine in the trunk

Whoa, let´s pretend we´re running from the law
Whoa, like we´re the Bonnie and Clyde of alcohol

Like there´s moonshine in the trunk, and blue lights on our tail
Like if we get caught they´re gonna haul us off to jail
Like we´re helping out uncle Jesse, making a midnight run

Let´s drive tonight like this whole county´s dry
And there´s moonshine in the trunk