Barefoot on the pavement
Hellbent on everything we did
Waiting for the light to turn green
Running round the car like we're thoroughbreds
Midwest scenarios just a typical teenage dream
It's been a while since I've seen you girl
The last time you made a mess of me
I still believe in rock n roll
I take another shot of whiskey
I take a shot of you
Like a roller coaster
Gonna spin you around
Spin you around
Girl I told ya
I know your body like the backroads in this town
I wanna taste your lips
Count the freckles on your shoulder
When you get off, why don't you come over?
Parking lot, head still spinning
Windows fogged from the things we did
Back seat living to a dashboard rhythm
We were glove box, trunk popped, punk rock kids
Baby you and me were made for this
I still believe in rock n roll
I'll shoot my shot at you girl
I'm gonna let it go
Like a roller coaster
Gonna spin you around
Spin you around
Girl I told ya
I know your body like the backroads in this town
I wanna taste your lips
Count the freckles on your shoulder
When you get off, why don't you come over?
Why don't you come over?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like a roller coaster (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Girl I told ya (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Like a roller coaster (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Gonna spin you around
Spin you around
Girl I told ya (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know your body like the backroads in this town
I wanna taste your lips
Count the freckles on your shoulder
When you get off, why don't you come over
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh