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 I still smell the smoke, I still taste the crown 
I still feel the vinyl of the backseat 
With the windows halfway down 
Yeah, I still hear 'pour some sugar on me' in the tape deck 
With both of us singing along 
And I still hear me saying, 'baby, not yet, not yet' 
We talk about our memory 
Damn, girl, you put a few on me, on me 
Love pulled out like a limo onto the highway after the prom 
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last hail mary bomb 
And my heart's still stuck at a stoplight 
With you sitting there next to me 
And the red light won't turn green 
Yeah, it won't turn green 
Damn you, seventeen 
Damn you, seventeen 
I still smell your hair, I still taste the salt 
Mixed with the cherry on your lips 
Afraid your momma might come home 
I still see all of your vintage rock and roll t-shirts 
Hanging on your closet door 
Back when we really didn't know what we were 
What we were 
We talk about our heartache 
I'm still wearing out the replay, replay 
Love pulled out like a limo onto the highway after the prom 
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last hail mary bomb 
And my heart's still stuck at a stoplight 
With you sitting there next to me 
And the red light won't turn green 
Yeah, it won't turn green 
Damn you, seventeen 
Damn you, seventeen 
Well, I want to call 
But I bet your number's changed a couple times 
A couple towns ago, but I can't let you go 
Love pulled out like a limo onto the highway after the prom 
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last hail mary bomb 
And my heart's still stuck at a stoplight 
With you sitting there next to me 
And the red light won't turn green 
No, it won't turn green 
Damn you, seventeen 
Damn you, seventeen 
 
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