Eighteen
It feels like head over heals teenagers
Holding hands on the bleachers
Not even knowing the score
Going to watch the game
It feels like Boones Farm in a crystal cup
Cul de sac with the radio up
Yeah, just slow dancing no matter what they play
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
It feels like a first song on a mixtape
The last mile on a highway
That dead ends into a sundown on a beach town
She's like the girl you thought you'd never get
It feels just like remember when
The world was wild and wide open
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
It feels like 3AM at midnight
Just one look in her eyes and I'm eighteen
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
Holding hands on the bleachers
Not even knowing the score
Going to watch the game
It feels like Boones Farm in a crystal cup
Cul de sac with the radio up
Yeah, just slow dancing no matter what they play
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
It feels like a first song on a mixtape
The last mile on a highway
That dead ends into a sundown on a beach town
She's like the girl you thought you'd never get
It feels just like remember when
The world was wild and wide open
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
It feels like 3AM at midnight
Just one look in her eyes and I'm eighteen
She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Verges, Jonathan David Singleton, Zach Crowell
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