schur - Nostalgia

Sipping on nostalgia
I've been thinking 'bout you
Seven hundred and seven was the code to your locker
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age

You had your keys on a lanyard
Only had standards
Lost any question with a strict answer
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age

Two thousand and sixteen, I'm seventeen, my circle's about eight teens
We ride steady
GTI ready
Can't buy Henny
Little too spenny
But we vibe plenty, oh yes
And deep down I know I know I know
That I'm bound to roll and roll and roll
Through my town I go I go you know I can't get away
You see I'm caught up in my past life
Stickshifts and black ice
Parking lot soirées
Red cup relays
I was proud
If I made the bass bump loud
Eight hundred and eight headaches
Oh I'm

Sipping on nostalgia
I've been thinking 'bout you
Seven hundred and seven was the code to your locker
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age (no no, no no, no no)

You had your keys on a lanyard
Only had standards
Lost any question with a strict answer
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age

Hurry down in my fresh socks
Eat Cheerios and check the clock
Take fifteen to the parking lot
Then do si do in my parking spot (skrt)
My eyes and my books read
Got a PBJ with two end bread
Like the frozen grass it's crusted (yuck)
My preference not trusted
But my routine is seamless
I'm a color coded extremist
Got my OCD Jesus
Keep telling me to keep telling me
To keep telling me to keep cleaning
Keep telling me to keep dreaming
I've been dreaming of the past
Down the cul de sac
Leaning out the back
Hoping it would last

Caught up in my past life
Stickshifts and black ice
Parking lot soirees
Red cup relays
I was proud
If I made the bass bump loud
Eight hundred and eight headaches
Oh I'm

Sipping on nostalgia
I've been thinking 'bout you
Seven hundred and seven was the code to your locker
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age (no no, no no, no no)

You had your keys on a lanyard
Only had standards
Lost any question with a strict answer
Mr. Hometown roll your windows down
You never seem to age

Written by:
Andrew Schur

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