Tank Of Gas And A Radio Song

Swear, one Bud Light sip and I bust back

1 Jack and Diane, I'm in the past

Lost in the middle of 17

Yeah, everything about you and me

Was a tank of gas and a radio song

Down to the right 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 wow, that rush

Yeah, that was us running down the high

Wish all it took to go back in time

Was a tank of gas and a radio song

Down to the right 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 wow, that rush

That high that I'm still on

Was a tank of gas and a radio song

Down to the right

Was a tank of gas and a radio song

Was a tank of gas and a radio song

Down to the right 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