Blame It On Being Young

(álbum: Russell Dickerson - 2022)

We used to teepee all the girls we had crushes on
Used a fake ID to buy what we were sipping on
After every Friday football game
Thought we were cool when we stole my sister's cigarettes
Jumped off a roof to a swimming pool, no regrets
Man, those were the good old days

'Cause we all thought we ran this town
In a Walmart parking lot, circle around
Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoah oh
And we do what we wanna do
We go where we wanna go
And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoah oh
Blame it on being young

A couple good kids getting up to no good
Tipped over every single trash can in the neighborhood
That wasn't the first time or the last time the cops brought me home, no no
We're stealing street signs, sneaking out, making out on the basement couch
Yeah when I look back now, yeah it's funny how

'Cause we all thought we ran this town
In a Walmart parking lot, circle around
Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoah oh
And we do what we wanna do
We go where we wanna go
And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoah oh
Blame it on being young
Whoah oh, whoah oh

I know we all miss the good old days now
In that Walmart parking lot, circle around
Tim McGraw blasted on the stereo, whoah oh
And we do what we wanna do
And we go where we wanna go
And we drove as fast as we fell in love, whoah oh
Blame it on being young
Whoah oh, whoah oh
Blame it on being young