https:/ [bad word] luke__bryan
Seventeen, we owned those streets 
Parking lot, that was our spot 
That’s where we’d always meet 
And we’d roll on out in a pickup [bad word] parade
Stake our claim with a fire in a field in the middle of Nowhere, USA
We’d light the midnight up

We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
We thought we made the world go ‘round 
Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, [bad word] this town

All the girls next door
They’d meet us out there
They couldn’t wait to get away [bad word] and let down their hair
We were rough around the edges
They were sweet as they could be
They were way too good
But they still let us steal a little kiss before they’d leave 
Guess they thought we were cool because

We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
Yeah, we thought we made the world go ‘round 
Drop it down in four-wheel
Set up on a big hill 
And make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, [bad word] this town

From crazy kids to dirt road kings
Oh, we didn’t know nothin'
But we knew everything

We'd drive too fast
We'd get too loud
We thought we made the world go ‘round 
Nothin’ but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, [bad word] this town

High five and look around [bad word] right, [bad word] this town 
Man, I love this [bad word] on