The FM Radio in that rundown Texaco |Kicked right into the beginning of Sweet Emotion|Standin' there with a case of beer staring through that cashier |For a second I was somewhere caught up in a moment, and I was goin' ||To a Friday night oil patch parking lot - Black Trans Am with T Tops|Couple small town buddies just doin' our best to get small town girls to care|Holes in the knees of our old blue jeans |When life was guitars and gasoline |Back when we thought being young wasn't goin' anywhere|I was there I was there |Just as sure as I'm standin' here|I was there||Man what a flashback to a Marlboro soft pack |Smart ass mouths and hair trigger middle fingers|Summertime side jobs to blow it all at the quickstop|It's funny how a melody and lespaul strings can drive my memory ||To a Friday night oil patch parking lot - Black Trans Am with T Tops|Couple small town buddies just doin' our best to get small town girls to care|Holes in the knees of our old blue jeans |When life was guitars and gasoline |Back when we thought being young wasn't goin' anywhere|I was there I was there |Just as sure as I'm standin' here|I was there||Come on DJ one more spin - take me there again||To a Friday night oil patch parking lot - Black Trans Am with T Tops|Couple small town buddies just doin' our best to get small town girls to care|In the house in the truck|Crankin' it up when it comes on - man I'm gone |Back to when we thought being young wasn't goin' anywhere|I was there I was there |Just as sure as I'm standin' here|I was there||The FM radio in that rundown Texaco|Pulled me in from the beginning of Sweet Emotion ||