17 And 33

I can remember getting out never
Back in my high school acting like damn fool
Solid as woods under my feet
A farther stretching past the concrete
And I would accomplish more than I thought so
Jump in the backseat of a camaro
I could let go all that I can
She would make me into a man

Back in the country I was oh so young but much too old back then
For leaving cap le moine
On top of bale's of hay waiting for grandma's party
We laughed and sang songs in the wind
Do you remember in September
I was 17 she was 33
Oh, where has my life gone
Since she was naked we were wasted
In my many dreams since then it seems funny
I only get younger with each every summer
But more of a man
I feel that I am, am

Dust off the radio down behind the backstop
Kids with the top down drinkin in the back lot
Lazy nights on through July heat
Pretty good we got the cops beat
Jammin in the garage pluggin in guitars
Wearing Kiss makeup turning that shit up
Dig my roots from the earth of this town
I get my chance in the world to get out

Back in the country I was oh so young but much too old back then
For leaving cap le moine
On top of bale's of hay waiting for grandma's party we laughed
And sang songs in the wind
Do you remember in September
I was 17 she was 33
Oh, where has my life gone
Since she was naked we were wasted
In my many dreams since then it seems funny
I only get younger with each every summer
But more of a man
I feel that I am, am

A smile of a child is all (that) I was
With freedom and wide open eyes
Those memories are not forgotten
I've gotta get back to my heart

Do you remember in September
Down on my knees falling autumn leaves
Oh, she turned down my offer
Then I went crazy but I made it in a concert scene
Through a Springsteen lyric
I'll only grow older if I keep looking over
My shoulder and then I know who I am

Do you remember 17 and 33
Do you remember concert tees and record sleeves
Do you remember 17 and 33
Oh, I only get younger
With each every summer
Just stuck in my heart