I guess it started back at sixteen
Snuck in a bar with a fake ID
You'd throw a quarter in the jukebox
I was gettin' loose when I slid up next to you
And the next thing that I knew
I was drunk, kissin' in a corner
Of a smoky room, me and you
I wish you were back in town
For one more round in the same old corner
Can't believe it's you, déjà vu
I can't help it I got hung up on you
In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume
Right kinda bad for me
That too good to be true
I can't help it I got hung up on you
I got hung up on you
Can't seem to get you out of my head
Drinkin' to forget all those nights in my bed
Man, wish I could take it back to sixteen
That damn jukebox, it's a memory machine
'Cause the last thing I should do, stop texting you
Baby it's not over
Only had a few, I'm missin' you
Yeah I wish you were back in town
For one more round in the same old corner
Do you feel it too, déjà vu
I can't help it I got hung up on you
In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume
Right kinda bad for me
That too good to be true
I can't help it I got hung up on you
I got hung up on you
I got hung up on you
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Wish you'd pick up the phone
Instead I'm drinkin' alone
Wish you'd come back home
How long has it been
We were just some kids
Thought it would never end
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I got hung up on you
I can't help it I got hung up on you
In that dive bar, bourbon and cheap perfume
Right kinda bad for me
That too good to be true
I can't help it I got hung up on you
I got hung up on you
I got hung up I got hung up on you
On you