| Got my first
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| She had a sweet smile with her hair in the wind
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| And my hand on her knee made me king of the world
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| For a little while, yeah she was something back then
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| Pedal down on the black top
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| on a side road
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| Young love and the radio all summer long
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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| Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
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| It’s a song, it’s a face, it’s a time, it’s a place in your life that belongs
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| to her
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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| We’d cool those blazing Georgia days
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| On the lake shore, and her sun-kissed skin
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| That summer went fast but lingers like sand
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| On a floorboard, yeah she was something back then
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| Nighttime on the boat dock
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| Fireflies and fire smoke
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| Young love and the radio all summer long
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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| Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
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| It’s a song, it’s a face, it’s a time, it’s a place in your life that belongs
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| to her
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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| First-time feelings never fade
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| When like that you know
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| When I think about you now I go
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| Young love and the radio all summer long
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn
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| Same sky full of stars still shining no matter how the world turns
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| It’s a song, it’s a face, it’s a time, it’s a place in your life that belongs
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| to her
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| Sometimes a memory like that is a slow burn |