Sitting on the curb in the Sonic parking lot Mixtape blew out the speakers on that old ragtop Hang out, make out, couldn't be better Wrap me up in your varsity leather Only worry in the world was don't get caught
Set our sights on bigger dreams We were flying way too fast Need a teenage time machine I wish we could go back
Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know
Took a slow drive down that old hometown street Now there's a, strip mall in the field where we used to meet They said we'd be friends forever Left it all here last September Somehow we became our memories
Set our sights on bigger dreams We were flying way too fast Need a teenage time machine I know I can't go back
Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know
Yeah, those days were gold (yeah, those days were gold) It was beautiful...
Yeah, those days were gold Tell me how we let 'em go It was beautiful And we should've took it slow Always up to something, something Couldn't tell us nothing, nothing Guess that's just how it goes Too cool to care, too young to know
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