17, we own those streets
Parking lot, that was our spot
That's where we'd always meet
We roll on out, in a pick up [bad word] parade
Stake our claim with a fire and 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, sit 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 a steal a little kiss before they leave
Cause they thought we were cool because

We'd drive too fast, we'd get too loud
We thought we made, the world go round
Drop it down in 4 wheel, sit up on a big hill
Make a toast, drink it down, say yeah man [bad word] this town

From crazy kids, to dirt road kicks
Oh, we didn't know nothing 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, sit up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down, say yeah man [bad word] this town
High 5 and look around, [bad word] right [bad word] this town
Man, I love this town