ain’t it funny how some things take you back
and the here and now just fades to black
when i pulled that blue tarp off that time machine
man it hits me
seventeen years old runnin’ on dumb luck
spent the whole darn summer livin’ in that truck
them old tires still covered in all that mud
like it sticks with me in my blood
when life was nothing more than living for the night
just tryna steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
good ole days don’t wash away
just like that georgia clay
only one of my friends with a fake id
it made me the hometown celebrity
used to put her in park in a vacant lot
and i still can’t believe we never got caught
when life was nothing more than living for the night
just tryna steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
good ole days don’t wash away
just like that georgia clay
post
all over everything
every last memory
man it’s all comin’ back to me
ain’t it funny how some things take you back
when life was nothing more than living for the night
just tryna steal a kiss on the tailgate of that ride
good ole days don’t wash away
man some things they just don’t change
just like that georgia clay
post
all over everything
every last memory
it’s all comin’ back to me
Artist: Josh Kelley
Year: 2011
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 126