Hand me down guitar, handful of friends Park in the dark, where the road dead ends With the trunk popped open and the music blowing out the JBLs Just popping them tops, yeah we were shooting off like a shotgun shell saying Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker Cops were pretty quick, yeah, but we were always quicker Burning up the road 'til the tank ran dry Just down home boys staying up all night Fake ID, worn out boots And they can't tell me nothing kind of attitude Got a styrofoam cup, gonna fill it on up with a little bit of whiskey Just talking that smack, gonna take it out back, who's coming with me? Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker Find yourself a girl, get her number, maybe kiss her Got a pack of Swishers, anybody got a light? Just down home boys staying up all night Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah That four on the floor Try to leave a little more than a mark on the blacktop Got the world on the string We were living like kings of a run down map dot Beer before liquor, yeah you've never been sicker Cops were pretty quick, yeah, but we were always quicker Burning up the road 'til the tank ran dry Just down home boys staying up all night Down home boys staying up all night Whoa, yeah, whoa, yeah Staying up all night Whoa, yeah, whoa