That Old Mercedes

Meeting after school
In that old Mercedes
First time we kissed
Almost drove me crazy

Sneaking out each chance that we got
Hanging in my car
We were teenage-dreaming a lot
Those days feel so far

Don't you remember these
All of these memories
Don't you remember me
Trading our favorite Tees

I hope you still think
'Bout the way our lips would sync
And how we felt so damn free
In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes

When I close my eyes
I start replaying
You tryna decide
If you're going or staying
Some nights I try to forget
All the things you said
Losing you's my only regret
Wish you'd stayed instead

Don't you remember these
All of these memories
Don't you remember me
Trading our favorite Tees

I hope you still think
'Bout the way our lips would sync
And how we felt so damn free
In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes

Don't you remember these
All of these memories
Don't you remember me
Trading our favorite Tees

I hope you still think
'Bout the way our lips would sync
And how we felt so damn free
In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes

In that old Mercedes



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Borel
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