Kids With Cars

Yeah, just kids

1987, two door Civic, with a stick shift Parked next to a rusted out old Chevy With a lift kit, high school parking lot Full of hand-me-downs, and daddy's money If it rolls it rocks, cause its all yours And ain't it something

Kids with cars, back when who you are Was all about having a ride on a Friday night And how many friends you can pack inside It's just kids with cars, yeah We're just kids with cars

Showing off those brand new custom plates On that drop top, Cavalier With the seats back all the way She's so hot

Just enough money for gas And bottle of Coke Found on the dash Making out, limo tint Cruise the strip Do it again Just

Kids with cars, back when who you are Was all about having a ride on a Friday night Your first real kiss in the dashboard light Just kids with cars, yeah We're just kids with cars

That wood panel wagon that you got for free Didn't have no heat, didn't have AC But it's got cruise control, and two back seats And a 12-inch sub that'll rattle your teeth

And that old Ford Bronco dent in the door Jack belt mud tires, hole in the floor With the brand new Mustang Pedal down running Burning rubber at the stop light Jet black stunning

Kids with cars, back when who you are Was all about having a ride on a Friday night And how many friends you can pack inside It's just kids with cars, yeah Yeah, we're just kids with cars

Yeah, just kids