Windows Down

Don't I love drivin with my windows down
I saw you see me yesterday
I think you thought you knew me
I was singing at the top of my lungs

Maybe I looked familiar
like you looked yesterday
maybe you thought you knew me
maybe you thought I looked fun

It gets old trying to act my age
so I drive with my windows down
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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