| Swear one Bud Light sip and I buzz back
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| One Jack and Diane and I’m in the past
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| Lost in the middle of seventeen
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| Yeah everything about you and me
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| Was a tank of gas and a radio song
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| Dial to the right and sing along
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| One bench seat kiss, girl I was gone
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| Your hand up under my shirt
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| It still feels like it’s right there
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| Windshield hearts, midnight air
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| Any good thing, it don’t last long
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| Like a tank of gas and a radio song
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| I still see your hand out on the wind
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| That dashboard blue on your skin
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| That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
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| Yeah that was us running down a high
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| Wish all it took to go back in time
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| Was a tank of gas and a radio song
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| Dial to the right and sing along
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| One bench seat kiss, girl I was gone
|
| Your hand up under my shirt
|
| It still feels like it’s right there
|
| Windshield hearts, midnight air
|
| Any good thing, it don’t last long
|
| Like a tank of gas and a radio song
|
| That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
|
| That high that I’m still on
|
| Was a tank of gas and a radio song
|
| Dial to the right and sing along
|
| Was a tank a gas and a radio song
|
| Was a tank of gas and a radio song
|
| Dial to the right and sing along
|
| One bench seat kiss, girl I was gone
|
| Your hand up under my shirt
|
| It still feels like it’s right there
|
| Windshield hearts, midnight air
|
| Any good thing, it don’t last long
|
| Like a tank of gas and a radio song
|
| Tank of gas and a radio song
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| Tank of gas and a radio song |