Brantley Gilbert

Brantley Gilbert - 17 Again

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There ain't nothing like 'em first loves, baby

Remember them high school days

Friday nights homecome’ and dances

Giving my old Letterman's jacket away

To oh, what’s her name?

But now it's you and me talking on the phone till 4 AM

About anything and everything

Making me feel young again like ain't a damn thing changed

Ain't a damn thing changed

Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway

To climb out your window

Get in, girl, we'll roll till the dirt road ends

You can climb up in that back seat

With your pretty little bare feet

Get them butterflies like we still got our innocence

Just like we're 17 again

I thought those feelings was long gone, baby

But you take me back in time

Just like spring break in Panama City

Girl from Indiana sure was pretty

But she ain't got nothing on you tonight

‘Cause you're like the summer loving, don't come and go

Never had to say goodbye

I wake up in the morning feeling like a first kiss

Every time your lips touch mine

Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway

To climb out your window

Get in, girl, we'll roll till the dirt road ends

You can climb up in that back seat

With your pretty little bare feet

Get them butterflies like we still got our innocence

Just like we're 17 again

Looking back now I wish I could put you inside of every memory

You can be my first love, my first kiss

My first and last everything

Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway

And climb out your window

Get in, girl, we'll roll till the dirt road ends

You can climb up in that back seat

With your pretty little bare feet

Get them butterflies like we still got our innocence

Just like we're 17 again

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