| I was only seventeen
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| Livin' out a reckless dream
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| Ridin' those summer streets
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| To the corner of high and thirteen
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| Me and other VD boys
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| Runnin' too wild too bored
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| Lookin' for the grown man’s toys
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| Out at that corner store
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| Well they threw the money to me and somebody’s ID
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| I was in the parking lot scared as hell
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| Sent the sixteen dollars down a wishing well
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| Two bottles of wine those red and blue lights
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| Took a trip down town for the very first time
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| Watching my whole life flash before my eyes
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| Like I was seventeen
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| She was from across the tracks
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| With a private school laugh
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| We were both falling too fast
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| Down a river that wouldn’t last
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| It was only one night and our first time
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| I was in the parking lot scared as hell
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| Sending sixteen dollars down the wishing well
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| I held her tight between those yellow lines
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| We sat there crying 'bout a miscarried life
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| Watching my whole life flash before my eyes
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| Like I was seventeen
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| Oh it was a lifetime ago
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| And I prayed for mercy
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| Walking on down that road
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| I led the woman of my dreams
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| And she said yes to me
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| And she’s sayin', «Baby I’m late, I’m never this late
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| I’m feeling a change, we should find out either way.»
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| And I’m grabbing my keys and I’m shutting the front door
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| I can hardly breathe driving that familiar road
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| And I’m parked between those yellow lines
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| Lookin' down that aisle
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| Don’t know whether to laugh or whether to cry
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| I was in the parking lot scared as hell
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| Sending sixteen dollars down the wishing well
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| Two pink lines, or maybe just one
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| Could by my daughter or it could be my son
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| Watching our whole lives flash before my eyes
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| Like I was seventeen
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| Funny how the years switch around the tears that way
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| Like I was seventeen |