| I heard it on the way to work this morning
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| I remembered every word and line
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| Even after all this time
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| I could smell that perfume like
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| She was sitting right there beside me
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| Like it was July junior year
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| Yeah, I still love that song
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| Sing along when it comes on but
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| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark
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| Like a match lighting back seat sparks
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| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers
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| Started singing what I couldn’t
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| What I shoulda, yeah
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| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her
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| Just don’t sound the same now
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| That light it was perfect
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| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown
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| It ain’t the same in Tuesday traffic
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| From a stage in a cover band bar
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| It’s just music it ain’t magic
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| Like it was in your daddy’s car
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| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark
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| Like a match lighting back seat sparks
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| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers
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| Started singing what I couldn’t
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| What I shoulda, yeah
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| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her
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| Just don’t sound the same now
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| That light it was perfect
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| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown
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| It sang us through that firefly July high
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| First whiskey buzz staying up all night
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| Without her it just ain’t right
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| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark
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| Like a match lighting back seat sparks
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| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers
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| Started singing what I couldn’t
|
| What I shoulda, yeah
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| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her
|
| Just don’t sound the same now
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| That light it was perfect
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| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown
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| Soundtrack to a small town sundown |