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