Young Love - Carver

He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run And the radio never turns down He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothing No commas in his bank account But there's a girl at the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na There's always pawn shops, sell beat-up guitars To a kid with some hand-me-down keys As long as leather jackets Keep stealing hearts like Elvis and Cash and James Dean There'll be a girl At the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Tank of gas, some blue eyes and some beer in the back Falling way too fast for a Southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking '89 Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Yeah, Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Young love and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na

Young love Young love Young love Young love It's been a couple months It's been real nice Tell 'em everybody says it won't last She broke up with him in the hallway Heard a lot of hot takes All her friends said "he bad" Love keeps coming, don't be sorry You will find another body Your my lover's dream and you were bad It don't stop her, anybody just give me what he wants Your my lovers whispers in your head And she's kissing on the terrace with somebody that she just met Young love Young love Young love Young love It was thrilling, till it wasn't In the pretty blue Ow boy, you kissed my lip, you left the cuts in Don't tell me it's your fault I already know the dirty details of the way he treated you The way he cheated and lied The way he made you cry Don't give that boy a second chance Cause he can't justify JUSTIFY Love keeps coming, don't be sorry You will find another body Your my lover's dream and you were bad It don't stop her, anybody just give me what he wants Your my lovers whispers in your head And she's kissing on the terrace with somebody that she just met This is not what you were promised Give a fragile piece to someone so careless Every rumour, every backstab Building out your shell to be thicker than a jag