| I popped the clutch on that old red Ford
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| Her daddy would holler and run to the door
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| Dust would fly as we flew down
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| That old gravel driveway
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| And lookin' back I can’t believe
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| He let her run with a boy like me
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| He said, «You'd better get her back by ten
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| Or there’ll be hell to pay»
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| I can still feel her lips on mine
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| It’s all so real but lost in time
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| Ain’t that just like a dream
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| Runnin' wild and runnin' free
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| We were rebels chasin' time
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| Against the wind
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| Sometimes I long for just one night
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| Of the way I felt back then
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| But ain’t that just like a dream
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| It always ends
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| Saturday nights we could all be found
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| Radios up and our windows rolled down
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| Hearts on fire and holdin' hands
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| Sights set on forever
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| We never thought those days would end
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| We’d never be the same again
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| Summer would be the last time we
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| Would ever be together
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| I never knew I’d wake up some day
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| In a brand new world so far away
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| Ain’t that just like a dream
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| Runnin' wild and runnin' free
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| We were rebels chasin' time
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| Against the wind
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| Sometimes I long for just one night
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| Of the way I felt back then
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| But ain’t that just like a dream
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| It always ends
|
| Sometimes I long for just one night
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| Of the way I felt back then
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| But ain’t that just like a dream
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| It always ends
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| Ain’t that just like a dream
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| It always ends |