Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacklyn Wills
Jacklyn Wills
Songwriter
Christopher Lee Tucker
Christopher Lee Tucker
Songwriter
Andrew Edward Kieffer
Andrew Edward Kieffer
Songwriter
Tanner Fussell
Tanner Fussell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Newcomb
Adam Newcomb
Producer

Testi

Spring break is still every May
Same guy still calls me babe
Ain't gotta miss it
Cause boy I live it
Summer static on that FM dial
Losing shot runs the naked mile
It might sound childish
But we're still wild as
16 on a blacktop road
Seeing how far down that pedal will go
Singing out of tune with every song on the radio
Finding new love in an old back seat
Playing don't get caught with the liquor we'd sneak
Wouldn't be here without mama's prayers and a whole lot of luck
We might grow old, but we'll never grow up
That smile still drives me wild
Tequila Tuesday is still our style
A few years may have passed us by
But we still love to fly
Like we're
16 on a blacktop road
Seeing how far down that pedal will go
Singing out of tune with every song on the radio
Finding new love in an old back seat
Playing don't get caught with the liquor we'd sneak
Wouldn't be here without mama's prayers and a whole lot of luck
We might grow old, but we'll never grow up
One day we might have some kids of our own
And that's still all we'll be, after they're grown
16 on a blacktop road
Seeing how far down that pedal will go
Singing out of tune with every song on the radio
Finding new love in an old back seat
Playing don't get caught with the liquor we'd sneak
Wouldn't be here without mama's prayers and a whole lot of luck
We might grow old
We might grow old, but we'll never grow up
We'll never grow up
Written by: Andrew Edward Kieffer, Christopher Lee Tucker, Jacklyn Wills, Tanner Fussell
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