Lyrics of
Goes Good With Beer

Flat tire on the interstate
Too many nights of workin too late
Had a run in with an ol' memory
No it ain't been the best of weeks, But it
(chorus)
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 and 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
Bring all your debts and all your bills
Load up your mountains and your molehills
Come as you ain't or as you are
Don't forget that broken heart
(repeat chorus)
Bring all those stories you can share
Just like the peanuts and the pretzels on the table there
(repeat chorus)
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 goooooooooo
Good with beer and the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross town bar where
The cars all gettin steered to
Yeah 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 it all goes good with beer
And the Friday night atmosphere
Of this cross town bar where
The cars all gettin steered to
And it goes hand in hand
With my crazy buddies and this ten 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