Lyrics Kip Moore – Young Love
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Your daddy thought I was wrong for you,
Thinking back your mom did too
But two wrongs never felt so right
It was written in the stars,
To sneak out late into the night
You’d climb in and take my hand
And you slide on over, on over and we’d ride
‘Cause young love don’t know nothin’
When the radio plays you sing along
When she’s holdin’ on
You just can’t get close enough,
You swear it’s sent from above
It’s real, it’s good, and it’s young love
Remember that time you were supposed to be
At your friend Kate’s and not with me
In Panama City a hundred miles away
And that damned old truck of mine broke down,
Your old man cussed me out
And swore that’s the last I’d see your face
But I’d pull into your neighbor’s drive and cut the lights,
And you slide on over, on over and we’d ride
‘Cause young love don’t know nothin’
When the radio plays you sing along
When she’s holdin’ on
You just can’t get close enough,
You swear it’s sent from above
It’s real, it’s good, and it’s young love
Oh, yeah
There was really no way of knowing
Young love don’t know nothin’
When the radio plays you sing along
All damn night long,
You just can’t get close enough,
You swear it’s sent from above
It’s real, it’s good, and it’s still young love
Young love
Oh, yeah