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