17 Again - Brantley Gilbert

17 Again

Brantley Gilbert

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Lyric

There ain't nothing like the first love baby

Remember them high school days

Friday nights, Homecoming dances

Giving my old letterman jacket away

To old what's her name

Now it's you and me

Talking on the phone till 4am

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

Climb out your window

Get in girl

We 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've still got our innocence

Like we're 17 again

Thought those feelings were long gone baby

But you take me back in time

Just like spring break in Panama City

Girl from Indiana sure was pretty

She ain't got nothing on you, tonight

Cause you're like a summer loving don't come and go

Never have 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

Climb out your window

Get in girl

We 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've still got our innocence

Just like we're 17 again

Looking back now,

I wish I could put you inside every memory

(Every memory)

You could be my first love,

My first kiss,

My first and last everything

Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway

Climb out your window

Get in girl,

We 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

Like we were 17 again

Just like we were 17 again

17 again

- It's already the end -