Seventeen
We were barely allowed to drive alone
Screwed if I didn't have her home by midnight
Macklemore on the radio
Didn't know what we didn't know
So wide-eyed
Parked it dark end of a dirt lot
Back seat lip lock with our shirts off
So sure that we'd never get caught
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
A bright light and a hard knock
On a window full of white fog
With 10:15 on the dash clock
Lucky we got a nice cop
Just told us kids to get lost
Tore out of there with our shirts on backwards
New delinquents that were
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
She's out somewhere on the West Coast
Working some job only God knows
But when she thinks of me I hope
She thinks about that bliss
How it felt to be
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
Oh, seventeen
When no one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
Screwed if I didn't have her home by midnight
Macklemore on the radio
Didn't know what we didn't know
So wide-eyed
Parked it dark end of a dirt lot
Back seat lip lock with our shirts off
So sure that we'd never get caught
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
A bright light and a hard knock
On a window full of white fog
With 10:15 on the dash clock
Lucky we got a nice cop
Just told us kids to get lost
Tore out of there with our shirts on backwards
New delinquents that were
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
She's out somewhere on the West Coast
Working some job only God knows
But when she thinks of me I hope
She thinks about that bliss
How it felt to be
Invincible and fearless
Beautiful and bold
Nervous and excited
Never getting old
No one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
Oh, seventeen
When no one else existed
Only her and me
Pretending we were free
What a thrill to be
Seventeen
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Writer(s): Ian Mcconnell
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