Tank Of Gas And A Radio Song
Swear one Bud, last sip, and I buzz back
One Jack and Diane I'm in the past
Lost in the middle of seventeen
Yeah, everything about you and me
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
I still see your hand out on the wind
That dashboard blue on your skin
That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
That was us running down
Oh I wish all it took to go back in time
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
That high that I'm still on (That I'm still on)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song (Down to the ride)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song (Radio song)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
Tank of gas and a radio song
Tank of gas and a radio song
One Jack and Diane I'm in the past
Lost in the middle of seventeen
Yeah, everything about you and me
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
I still see your hand out on the wind
That dashboard blue on your skin
That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
That was us running down
Oh I wish all it took to go back in time
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
That fire, that touch, that wild, that rush
That high that I'm still on (That I'm still on)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song (Down to the ride)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song (Radio song)
Was a tank of gas and a radio song
Down to the ride and sing along
One backseat kiss, girl I was gone
Your hand up under my shirt
It still feels like it's right there
Windshield hearts, midnight air
Any good thing it don't last long
Like a tank of gas and a radio song
Tank of gas and a radio song
Tank of gas and a radio song
Credits
Writer(s): Shane Minor, Travis Denning, Nathan Spicer
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