LYRICS
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To this day when I hear that songI see you standin' there on that lawnDiscount shades, store bought tanFlip flops and cut-off jeansSomewhere between that setting sunI'm on fire and born to runYou looked at me and I was doneAnd we're, we're just getting startedI was singin' to you, you were singin' to meI was so alive, never been more freeFired up my daddy's lighter and we sangOOhhStayed there 'til they forced us outAnd took the long way to your houseI can still hear the sound ofyou sayin' don't goWhen I think about you, I think about 17I think about my old jeepI think about the stars in the skyFunny how a melody sounds like a memoryLike the soundtrack to a july saturday nightSpringsteenI bumped into you by happenstanceYou probably wouldn't even know who I amBut if I whispered your nameI bet there'd still be a sparkBack when I was gasolineAnd this old tattoo had brand new inkAnd we didn't care what your mom would thinkAbout your name on my armBaby is it spring or is it summerThe guitar sound or the beat of that drummerYou hear sometimes late at nightOn your radioEven though you're a million miles awayWhen you hear born in the usaYou relive those glory daysSo long agoWhen you think about me, do you think about 17Do you think about my old jeepThink about the stars in the sky[Refrão]Funny how a melody sounds like a memoryLike a soundtrack to a july saturday nightSpringsteenSpringsteen[Próxima Parte]Woah-oh-oh-oh[Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte]Woah springsteenWoah-oh-oh-oh
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