More songs by Bailey Zimmerman
Description
Youth smells of gasoline, cigarette smoke, and vanilla from cheap lip gloss. Everything around seems sinful, but sweet, like a first kiss under the neon cross at the church. In the car, it's eternity; on the skin, goosebumps; and above it all hangs the feeling that the Holy Spirit himself is singing along to the chorus. Nothing is sacred except holding hands and not thinking about what tomorrow will bring. Just two teenagers, one Chevy, and all the holiness in the world - in one crazy, love-sanctified moment.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Well, I was only scared of the devil and her dad
So we'd park somewhere we knew they'd never look
No, I've never seen nothin' like her
Playing with the flame of her momma's lighter
No, it wasn't very long 'fore I was hooked
Heaven was a preacher's spot in that first church parking lot
Hangin' onto me like the cross on a rearview does
Her eyes were blue, the words were red on that half pack of cigarettes
At 17 that's what hallelujah was
Life wasn't heavy in the back of that Chevy
Me, her, and the Holy Ghost
Somethin' 'bout us, hell of a rush
Fallin' in love, lightin' up them holy smokes
They'd run us off but we'd come runnin' back
And we'd pick up where we left off the night before
She said, "How pissed off would your mama be
If we walked in there and you married me?"
Even if we never made it through them old wood doors
Heaven was a preacher's spot in that first church parkin' lot
Hangin' onto me like the cross on the rearview does
Her eyes were blue, the words were red on that half pack of cigarettes
At 17 that's what hallelujah was
Life wasn't heavy in the back of that Chevy
Me, her, and the Holy Ghost
Somethin' 'bout us, hell of a rush
Fallin' in love, lightin' up them holy smokes (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Nothin' 'bout those nights felt like sinnin'
And Jesus forgives, but I can't forget when
Heaven was a preacher's spot in that first church parkin' lot
Hangin' onto me like the cross on the rearview does
Her eyes were blue, the words were red on that half pack of cigarettes
At 17 that's what hallelujah was
Life wasn't heavy in the back of that Chevy
Me, her, and the Holy Ghost
Somethin' 'bout us, hell of a rush
Fallin' in love, lightin' up them holy smokes (oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)