We used to cruise the streets
Be out until half past three
No cops on those country roads
No one to tell us to go home
Together, we took our first drinks
Choked down some whiskey neats
Rough trying anything
If you’d ask me when we were 17
And we were walking down the beach
And we were basking in vivid dreams
And we were making memories, of when we were 17

I want your hand in mine
Old faces and laughter lines
We’ll be 23, and you’ll get down on one knee
We’ll live a life that’s full
Travel across the world
And we would’ve barely blinked
Just last night, we were 17
And we were walking down the beach
And we were basking in vivid dreams
And we were making memories, of when we were 17
Seventeen Seventeen
And we were making memories, of when we were 17

And we were walking down the beach
And we were basking in vivid dreams
And we were making memories, of when we were 17
Seventeen Seventeen Seventeen Seventeen