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We hit that liquorF store
By the county Bbline
Whipped out a fake ID F
I got from a friend Cof mine
We made our getaway F
Due south to the gulf shore sFand
You were looking like a woman child F
I was feeling like a full growCn man
FWe had a bottle of silver Bb
And a bottle of sapphire Dm
An Indian blanketBb
And a beachfront bonfire Dm
We watcheAmd the moon Bb
Ship wreck on the wFater Bb Gm
I don't remembeBbr, A night much hotter C
FYou, were lying on the hood of my car Bb
AnFd I, was strumming on my old guitar Bb
AnFd we, were looking for the northern stars Gm
And midniFght played like a drive in scene Gm
You were doing Liz Taylor
I was doing CJames Dean
And I lovedF you as much as I could at 18 Gm Am
With sandBb in your hair and sand in my jeaCns
It was so rBbight, all niFght
And the sunset Flooked like an airbrushed t-shirAmt
BbSold on the street in Panama City C
FI grabbed the camera and snapped off the pAmicture
You said 'love,Bb ain't iCt a pity,
FSomeday this moment will fade away, D
ReplacBbed by a photograph' Gm
Like the way we rCemember thFe words to a joke Am
And fGmorgot how hard it made us laugh Am
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We had a bottle of silver Bb
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And a bottle of sapphire
An Indian blanketBb
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And a beachfront bonfire
We watched the moon Bb
Ship wreck in the distant bluFe D
God, I miss that summer Bb
But not as much as CI miss you F
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