MIDDLE AMERICA

[Intro] This one's to the good times Real good times [Verse 1] Can you take me back to the time, back to the day? We were seventeen, we were runnin' away In a Honda hatchback with the windows up And the CDs got scratched, and we never gave a fuck And all the shit we did never caught back up But neither did we, never said "what's up" Never even said no to drugs or makin' love, huh Remember all the times that we drank so much that we couldn't even see And your stepdad weed made us believe that we could do anything And the real world wasn't quite so real (Kids don't even get me) Livin' life just how we feel like [Chorus] I feel like it's the fourth of July It's our very first time Somewhere, somewhere In the middle of America Somewhere in the middle of America Somewhere in the middle of America I feel like it's my very first time When I'm with you Take me down, take me down Take me down to the good times [Verse 2] Yeah, let's take it back to the times, back to the year We'd just turned eighteen, big dreams so clear We must've been on one back then, about that life on ten High gear, no fear, you're there, I'm here Hollywood, what's good? Let's cheers, let's cheers 'Cause that parking lot never got old, weather got cold Where should we go? Nobody knows, huh So we hotbox the car by the hoops in the park 'Til your mama come home We were sidekicks, broke phones Livin' our life just the way that we know Just the way that we know And that just how it goes, so [Chorus] I feel like it's the fourth of July It's our very first time Somewhere, somewhere In the middle of America Somewhere in the middle of America Somewhere in the middle of America I feel like it's my very first time When I'm with you Take me down, take me down Take me down to the good times [Outro] I feel like it's the fourth of July (Take me down to the good times) It's our very first time (The good, good, real good times) The good, good, real good times The good, good, real good (Take me down, take me down) Take me down to the good times