I miss that ragged high school jersey
I wore all the time
Number thirty-three was a part of me
Thought the best days of my life
Were here in the home crowd bowl
But I've been wrong before
Man I loved that motorcycle
Swore I'd never give it up
Knew that one bedroom apartment
Was plenty big enough
Couldn't ask for nothin' more
But I've been wrong before
I was never gonna let a pretty girl like you
Ever steal my heart
It was only gonna be a summer thing
I warned you from the start
Now I look at you after all this time
I just don't see any way that I
Could ever love you more
But I've been wrong before
I said I'd never say I'm sorry
Just to end a fight
Wouldn't blow off all my friends
For a chick flick Friday night, with flowers at the door
I wore all the time
Number thirty-three was a part of me
Thought the best days of my life
Were here in the home crowd bowl
But I've been wrong before
Man I loved that motorcycle
Swore I'd never give it up
Knew that one bedroom apartment
Was plenty big enough
Couldn't ask for nothin' more
But I've been wrong before
I was never gonna let a pretty girl like you
Ever steal my heart
It was only gonna be a summer thing
I warned you from the start
Now I look at you after all this time
I just don't see any way that I
Could ever love you more
But I've been wrong before
I said I'd never say I'm sorry
Just to end a fight
Wouldn't blow off all my friends
For a chick flick Friday night, with flowers at the door
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