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