And the story goes like this...       There's a boy named Billy    From up there in Virginia    He makes that lightnin' holler in them hills    He's got a recipe handed down from his pappy    In a shiny 50-gallon copper still       There's a boy name Jose    Makes the best guacamole    And the hottest hot tamales in the land    He knows how to grow habeneros    And he plays in the mariachi band       I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I like to have a party all the time    I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I hear that stuff can really blow your mind       When Jose met Billy he was tequila crazy    In a honky tonk getting cowboy drunk on a moonlit starry night    Jose said, "Billy we ought to have us a party    Invite all them senoritas and just watch that full moon shine"       I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I like to have a party all the time    I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I hear that stuff can really blow your mind       Blow my mind!    Oh is that all you got?       Now Jose and Billy became the best of buddies    And rasied a lot of hell around the world    But they'll never drink and drive cause they wanna stay alive    And have time to kiss all the lovely girls       I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I like to have a party all the time    I'll trade you 20 margaritas for your moonshine    Cuz I hear that stuff can really blow your mind       Oh I hear that stuff can really blow your mind.    Blow your mind!