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[Verse 1]
The keg ran dry, the fridge was bare,
Drunk ol’ Ricky fell out his chair.
Somebody yelled, "We need more booze!"
And somehow, that meant I had to move.

Now I ain’t sober, not even close,
But hell, I drive better with a little buzzed dose.
So I grabbed my keys and a Twinkie snack,
Hopped in my truck, yelled, "I’ll be right back!"

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain’t got no license, got too many fines,
But the county sheriff’s outta town tonight.
A six-mile trip, how bad could it be?
(Well, you ‘bout to see...)

[Chorus]
It's the Beer Run Anthem, pedal to the floor,
Doin’ 85 in a rusty Ford.
A deer jumped out, I swerved to miss,
Ran through a yard, killed a garden gnome’s kids.
Oh Lord, don’t let me die this way,
Tryin’ to bring back a case of Bud Light and Jose!

[Verse 2]
Pulled up to the station, ran inside,
Guy at the counter had shifty eyes.
I grabbed a 30-rack and a bottle of Crown,
Then realized—Shit, I left my wallet at the house!

Tried sweet talkin’, said, “I’ll pay you back,
I’m a man of my word, you can trust in that.”
But the clerk just laughed, said, "Nice try, man."
So I did what I had to... and I ran.

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m drunk and guilty, this ain't too bright,
But dammit, I ain't losin' this party tonight!
Sirens flashin’, oh hell no,
But my beer’s ridin’ shotgun, so I hit the road!

[Chorus]
It's the Beer Run Anthem, pedal to the floor,
Doin’ 95 in a rusty Ford.
Police right behind me, lights all red,
Guess they don’t like when you steal from the Kwik-E-Mart shed.
Oh Lord, don’t let me go to jail,
For a 30-pack and some cinnamon ale!

[Bridge]
Took a sharp left, cut through a field,
Jumped a damn ditch and popped both wheels.
Beer went flyin’, Crown took a hit,
Jesus, I hope that bottle ain't split!

Then outta nowhere, I heard a sound,
My truck gave up, it broke right down.
The cops rolled up, I braced for hell...
Then the sheriff stepped out—it was drunk ol' Mel!

[Final Chorus]
It’s the Beer Run Anthem, small-town law,
He looked at the beer, then he took a pause...
Said, "Boy, next time, just call me first,
I’d’ve grabbed ya whiskey and some fireworks!"
Oh Lord, I guess I’m free to go,
Small towns take their drinkin’ serious, ya know!

[Outro]
So I made it back, beer in tow,
Everybody cheered, said, "Damn, let's go!"
Cracked a cold one, raised it high,
And swore I'd never beer-run again... (That was a lie.)