| There we were
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| In the back of that old Z-71
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| The road was dirt
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| A couple kids waitin' on the sun
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| Cherry red
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| Baby, I still recall the taste
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| We were a few beers shy of freedom
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| I had my hands around your waist
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| You said, «Babe, I’m gettin' cold»
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| I said, «Climb on in my jacket»
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| You already know
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| Like my heart, you can have it
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| Oh, I don’t remember what the radio was playin'
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| I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'
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| All I know is there was magic in that Chevy
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| Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| Yeah, rusted truck, dusted-up boots
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| And high on a perfume buzz
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| That see-forever sky wasn’t near as high as us
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| Yeah, our hearts were beatin' faster
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| Than a runaway midnight train
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| We couldn’t say forever
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| But we said it anyway
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| Baby, hold me tight and never let me go
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| Look up at the sky, Heaven’s puttin' on a show
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| I don’t remember what the radio was playin'
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| I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'
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| All I know is there was magic in that Chevy
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| Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| We made a wish on everyone, ah
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| We held on 'til it was done, woah
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| I don’t remember what the radio was playin'
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| I was hangin' like the moon on all the words you’re sayin'
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| All I know is there was magic in that Chevy
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| Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| I don’t remember what the radio was playin'
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| I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'
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| All I know is there was magic in that Chevy
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| Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| We made a wish on everyone, ah
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| Yeah, we held on 'til it was done, woah
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| Stars like confetti, ah
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| No, no, no |