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Lee Brice( Kenneth Mobley Brice, Jr. )
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Panama City
We hit that liquor store By the county line Whipped out a fake ID I got from a friend of mine We made our getaway Due south to the gulf shore sand You were looking like a woman child I was feeling like a full grown man
We had a bottle of silver And a bottle of sapphire An Indian blanket And a beachfront bonfire We watched the moon Ship wreck on the water I don't remember, A night much hotter
You, were lying on the hood of my car And I, was strumming on that old guitar And we, were looking for the northern stars
And midnight played like a drive in scene You were doing Liz Taylor I was doing James Dean And I loved you as much as I could at 18 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com With sand in your hair and sand in my jeans It was so right, all night
And the sunset looked like an airbrushed t-shirt Sewed on the street in Panama City I grabbed the camera and snapped off the picture You said 'love, ain't it a pitty, Someday this moment will fade away, Replaced by a photograph'
Like the way we remember the words to a joke And forgot how hard it made us laugh
We had a bottle of silver And a bottle of sapphire An Indian blanket And a beachfront bonfire We watched the moon Ship wreck on the water God I miss that summer But not as much as I miss you
I miss you
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