Panama City

Album: I Don't Dance (2014)
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  • 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 star

    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
    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 (made us laugh)
    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 in the distant blue
    God I miss that summer
    But not as much as I miss you

    I miss you Writer/s: CHRIS TOMPKINS, JOSH KEAR, MARK IRWIN
    Publisher: Anthem Entertainment, Bluewater Music Corp., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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