"Flat tire on the interstate
Too many nights of workin' too late
Had a run in with an old memory
No, it ain't been the best of weeks
But it goes good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross-town bar where the cars all get steered to
And it goes hand in hand with my
Crazy buddies and this three-piece band
And the pretty girls and the games we play and the smoke and mirrors
Yeah, troubles come, but they go good with beer, yeah, they do, yeah
Bring all your debts and all your bills
Load up your mountains and your molehills
Come as you ain't or as you are
An' don't forget that broken heart
Oh, it goes good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross-town bar where the cars all get steered to
And it goes hand in hand with my
Crazy buddies and this three-piece band
An' the pretty girls and the games we play and the smoke and mirrors
Yeah, troubles come but they go good with beer, yee haw, oh yeah
And bring all those stories you can share
Just like the peanuts and the pretzels on the table there
Yeah, it all goes good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
And the pretty girls and the games we play and the smoke and mirrors
Yeah, troubles come, but they go
Good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross-town bar where the cars all get steered to
And they go hand in hand with my
Crazy buddies and this three-piece band
An' the pretty girls and the games we play and the smoke and mirrors
Yeah, it all goes good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross-town bar where the cars all get steered to
And it goes hand in hand with my
Crazy buddies and this ten-piece band
An' the pretty girls and the games we play and the smoke and mirrors
Yeah, troubles come, but they go good with beer
Pass me them peanuts brother
"