I still smell the smoke
I still taste the crowd
I still feel the line of love
The backseat with the windows halfway down
Yeah I still hear 'pour some sugar on me' in the tape deck
With both of us singin' along and I still hear me saying
Baby, not yet, not yetWe talk about our memories
Damn, girl, you put a few on me, on meLife pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb
My heart's still stuck at a stop light
With you sittin' there next to me
And the red light won't turn green
Yeah, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen
Damn you, seventeenI still smell your hair
I still taste the salt
Mixed with the cherry on your lips
Afraid your momma might come home
I still see all of your vintage rock n' roll t-shirts
Hangin' on your closet door
Back when we didn't really know what we were
We wereWe talk about our heartache
I still want another replay, replayLife pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb
My heart's still stuck at a stop light
With you sittin' there next to me
And the red light won't turn green
Yeah, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen
Damn you, seventeenWell, I wanna call, but I bet your number's changed a couple times
A couple times ago, but I can't let you goLife pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom
Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb
My heart's still stuck at a stop light
With you sittin' there next to me
And the red light won't turn green
No, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen
Damn you, seventeen, damn you, seventeen