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Young, all we ever think about is fun |
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All we ever want to be is twenty one |
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Hey, doesn't everyone want to sit on top of the world |
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Revolves around athletic boys |
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and girls dressed up in their older sisters clothes |
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R.kelly on the radio, screaming out this will never get old |
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Racin' cars and breakin' hearts |
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First taste of love and twist off wine |
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Kissin' strangers, darin' danger |
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Burnin' bridges, crossin' lines |
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You don't think to take it slow, and you don't know what you don't know |
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The nights are young and our ID's are fake |
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Underage, underage |
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Time, feels like it's always on our side |
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So we fill it up with midnight drives |
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and lies to your momma when she asks you where you've been |
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And you hide your smile and say anywhere but with him |
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Cause you know when she was seventeen she was doin' the same damn thing |
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Racin' cars and breakin' hearts |
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First taste of love and twist off wine |
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Kissin' strangers, darin' danger |
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Burnin' bridges, crossin' lines |
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You don't think to take it slow, and you don't know what you don't know |
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The nights are young and our ID's are fake |
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Underage, underage |
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Every light is sayin' go, and you don't know what you don't know |
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Racin' cars and breakin' hearts |
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First taste of love and twist off wine |
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Kissin' strangers, darin' danger |
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Burnin' bridges, crossin' lines |
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You don't think to take it slow, and you don't know what you don't know |
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The nights are young and our ID's are fake |
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The kind of days that are \" those were the days\" |
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Underage, underage |
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Young, all we ever think about is fun |
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Doesn't everyone, |
