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
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
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