Moonshine in the Trunk

Got a 69 Camaro with a Ram Jet 502 I could win the pole at Bristol, baby But Im ridin round with you Bored as hell we might as well Burn this tank of gas Cause if were goin nowhere, girl Lets go nowhere fast Like theres moonshine in the trunk And blue lights on our tail Like if we get caught theyre gonna haul us off to jail Like were helpin out Uncle Jesse Makin a midnight run Lets drive tonight like this whole countys dry And theres moonshine in the trunk Well they say thats how the Duke boys And NASCAR started out They were haulin bootleg liquor And look where they are now Chances are I gotta Mason jar Rollin round in the back That white lightnin's long gone But it shouldnt be hard to act Whoa, oh, oh Lets pretend were runnin from the law Whoa, oh, oh Like were the Bonnie and Clyde of alcohol