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