Springsteen

To this day, when I hear that song
 I see you standin' there on that lawn
 Discount shades, store bought tan
 Flip flops and cut off jeans
 Somewhere between that settin' sun
 I'm on fire and born to run
 You looked at me and I was done
 We were just gettin' started
 I was singin' to you, you were singin' to me
 I was so alive, never been more free
 Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang
 "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh"
 Stayed there 'til they forced us out
 And took the long way to your house
 I can still hear the sound
 Of you sayin' don't go
 When I think about you
 I think about 17
 I think about my old Jeep
 I think about the stars in the sky
 Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
 Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
 Springsteen
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 I bumped into you by happenstance
 You probably wouldn't even know who I am
 But if I whispered your name, I bet
 Still be a spark
 And back when I was gasoline
 And this old tattoo had brand new ink
 And we didn't care what would mama think
 'Bout your name on my arms
 Baby, is it spring or is it summer?
 The guitar sound, roll the beat of a drummer
 You hear sometimes late at night
 On your radio
 Even though you're a million miles away
 When you hear "Born in the USA"
 You relive those glory days
 So long ago
 When you think about me
 Do you think about 17?
 Do you think about my old Jeep
 Think about the stars in the sky?
 Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
 Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
 Springsteen
 
 Springsteen
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 Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
 Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
 Springsteen
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 Springsteen
 Oh, Springsteen