I found my old Levis from Jr. High

Still got the grass stains on 'em from that summer night that I

I thought that I'd forgotten

We met at Jamesy's house 'round a quarter to nine

Talked about the things that we wanted in life and I

I felt like we were something

It's got a cigarette burn on the back of the seat

The radio's broke, it don't matter to me and I

Got my feet up on the dashboard

Messing up the lyrics to Forever Young

Singing acapella at the top of our lungs and we

Pretended we were rock stars

We never worried 'bout the future

We never talked about the past at all

Though it's been years I still remember how it felt

Playing my dad's guitar

In your mom's old car