I still smell the smoke I still taste the crowd I still feel the line of love The backseat with the windows halfway down Yeah I still hear 'pour some sugar on me' in the tape deck With both of us singin' along and I still hear me saying Baby, not yet, not yet We talk about our memories Damn, girl, you put a few on me, on me Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen Damn you, seventeen I still smell your hair I still taste the salt Mixed with the cherry on your lips Afraid your momma might come home I still see all of your vintage rock n' roll t-shirts Hangin' on your closet door Back when we didn't really know what we were We were We talk about our heartache I still want another replay, replay Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen Damn you, seventeen Well, I wanna call, but I bet your number's changed a couple times A couple times ago, but I can't let you go Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green No, it won't turn green, damn you, seventeen Damn you, seventeen, damn you, seventeen