i can still hear my boombox boomin shakin my bedroom walls turn it down boy that hair metal noise dont sound like music at all i can still see that next door neighbor girl face down in the sun on her trampoline with that little string of her bikini top undone i miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good and work meant pushin a mower all over my neighborhood i miss when a s and b s were all i had to worry about and love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin a bottle around i can still smell mama s fried chicken in the kitchen right after church every sunday be a pickup game in the yard til somebody got hurt i can still feel my knees buckle with the taste of that first kiss bubblegum mixed with cherry chapstick and i couldnt wait to do it again i miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good and work meant pushin a mower all over my neighborhood i miss when a s and b s were all i had to worry about and love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin a bottle around i miss when time moved slower and too loud sounded good and work meant pushin a mower all over my neighborhood i miss when as and bs were all i had to worry about and love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin a bottle around yeah love was seven minutes in heaven and spinnin a bottle around yeah i miss when