Kevin Stokley - Eighteen

It feels like head over heals teenagers
Holding hands on the bleachers
Not even knowing the score
Going to watch the game

It feels like Boones Farm in a crystal cup
Cul de sac with the radio up
Yeah, just slow dancing no matter what they play

She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen

It feels like a first song on a mixtape
The last mile on a highway
That dead ends into a sundown on a beach town
She's like the girl you thought you'd never get
It feels just like remember when
The world was wild and wide open

She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen

It feels like 3AM at midnight
Just one look in her eyes and I'm eighteen

She's hearts on a window
Shot with an arrow
Her wild and her free makes me feel like eighteen
She says she wants me
Them butterflies in the backseat
It's crazy how she makes me feel like eighteen

Written by:
JONATHAN SINGLETON, TROY VERGES, ZACH CROWELL

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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