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Funny what catches your eye |
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So many cars passin' me by |
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I couldn't miss that pickup truck |
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Chevrolet '92 single cab midnight blue |
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Nerf bars grill guard and 'ol mud tires |
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And it took me back in time like a trip |
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When I had one just like it |
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Her in her jeans in the bench seat laughin' at me |
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I remember when we we're singin' |
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Sangria wine on a Saturday night |
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In the soft chevy radio light |
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My hands travelin' her like every backroad slow on the curves |
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I can't forget how it made me feel |
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Countin' stars through the cracked windshield |
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Rabbit's foot hangin' from the mirror |
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Holdin' my breath, crossin' my fingers |
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Livin' every moment like everything would always be |
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So lucky in love, Superstitious 17 |
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Every shootin' star in the sky |
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Every time I'd run a yellow light |
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I'd get a little kiss for good luck |
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And I needed all I could get |
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When you're young and love like that |
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Our only time alone was in that truck |
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And I was stuck out on second base |
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It wasn't just a game we played |
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To me it was real I could taste the salt in her kiss |
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I couldn't resist when we sang |
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Sangria wine on a Saturday night |
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In the soft chevy radio light |
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My hands travelin' her like every backroad slow on the curves |
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I can't forget how it made me feel countin' stars through the cracked windshield |
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Rabbit's foot hangin' from the mirror |
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Holdin' my breath, crossin' my fingers |
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Livin' every moment like everything would always be |
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So lucky in love, Superstitious 17 |
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And now my life's so black and white I wish |
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I lived every day like I was singin' |
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Sangria wine on a Saturday night |
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In the soft chevy radio light |
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My hands travelin' her like every backroad slow on the curves |
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I can't forget how it made me feel countin' stars through the cracked windshield |
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Rabbit's foot hangin' from the mirror |
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Holdin' my breath, crossin' my fingers |
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Livin' every moment like everything would always be |
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So lucky in love, Superstitious 17 |