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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
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