Florida Georgia LineSmoke

Laying back against this windshield Parked out in this Georgia red field This is where we burn our summer nights Long little lipstick kisses on the hood of our tacoma We were sailing free, going on free and wild She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot of jerry curl Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of dixie land delight High as the stars, in the milky way Those summer days drifting away, she'll always float Back through my mind like smoke July flames, october ashes Summer skin and blue jean flashes Strike a match and light a memory Never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air Tonight I'm a stone, all along going up so strong I swear I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of dixie delight High as the stars, in the milky way Those summer days drifting away, she'll always float Back through my mind like smoke She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot of jerry curl Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of dixie delight High as the stars, in the milky way Those summer days drifting away, she'll always float Back through my mind like smoke
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