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We snuck in the back of that college town frat
'Cause they wouldn't let us in the front
Threw the Miller Time keg in a Chevrolet bed
And we let them horses run
Cut a path through the grass yelling, "Kiss my ass!"
With a middle finger in the wind
We laughed and we drank every now and then I think
Man, I'd love to do that again
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Those were some good times
Those were the best nights
The freedom ya feel when you're learning to fly
And the song on the radio was singing our lives
I can't say that the moon in the sky was shinin' any brighter than it is tonight
But it looked on fire back then
It probably wasn't, but it seemed a little better back when
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Gravel lot spot by the porta johns
'Bout a quarter mile from the door
Worked three weeks for a pair of cheap seats
To hear "Never Wanted Nothing More"
We were feeling that buzz from a summertime love
And a bottle tucked in a boot
It's crazy to think that looking back now
But back then, we never knew
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Those were some good times
Those were the best nights
The freedom ya feel when you're learning to fly
And the song on the radio was singing our lives
I can't say that the moon in the sky was shinin' any brighter than it is tonight
But it looked on fire back then
It probably wasn't, but it seemed a little better back when
chorus
Those were some good times
Those were the best nights
The freedom ya feel when you're learning to fly
And the song on the radio was singing our lives
I can't say that the moon in the sky was shinin' any brighter than it is tonight
But it looked on fire back then
It probably wasn't, but it seemed a little better back when