I can still hear my boombox boomin shakin my bedroom walls
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Turn it down boy that hair metal noise don¡¯t sound like music at all
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I can still see that next door neighbor girl face down in the sun
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On her trampoline with that little string of her bikini top undone
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I miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good
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And work meant pushin¡¯ a mower all over my neighborhood
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I miss when a¡¯s and b¡¯s were all I had to worry about
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And love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin¡¯ a bottle around
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I can still smell mama¡¯s fried chicken in the kitchen right after church
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Every sunday¡¯d be a pickup game
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In the yard til somebody got hurt
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I can still feel my knees buckle
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With the taste of that first kiss
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Bubblegum mixed with cherry chapstick and I couldn¡¯t wait to do it again
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[Chorus:]
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I miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good
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And work meant pushin¡¯ a mower all over my neighborhood
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I miss when a¡¯s and b¡¯s were all I had to worry about
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And love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin¡¯ a bottle around
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I miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good
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And work meant pushin¡¯ a mower all over my neighborhood
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I miss when a¡¯s and b¡¯s were all I had to worry about
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And love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin¡¯ a bottle around
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Yeah love was seven minutes in heaven
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And spinnin¡¯ a bottle around
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Yeah I miss when
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I Miss When
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| Lonestar |
