| I heard it on the way to work this morning | 
| I remembered every word and line | 
| Even after all this time | 
| I could smell that perfume like | 
| She was sitting right there beside me | 
| Like it was July junior year | 
| Yeah, I still love that song | 
| Sing along when it comes on but | 
| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark | 
| Like a match lighting back seat sparks | 
| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers | 
| Started singing what I couldn’t | 
| What I shoulda, yeah | 
| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her | 
| Just don’t sound the same now | 
| That light it was perfect | 
| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown | 
| It ain’t the same in Tuesday traffic | 
| From a stage in a cover band bar | 
| It’s just music it ain’t magic | 
| Like it was in your daddy’s car | 
| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark | 
| Like a match lighting back seat sparks | 
| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers | 
| Started singing what I couldn’t | 
| What I shoulda, yeah | 
| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her | 
| Just don’t sound the same now | 
| That light it was perfect | 
| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown | 
| It sang us through that firefly July high | 
| First whiskey buzz staying up all night | 
| Without her it just ain’t right | 
| Shoulda heard it in a parking lot dark | 
| Like a match lighting back seat sparks | 
| I knew I had her when the Silverado speakers | 
| Started singing what I couldn’t | 
| What I shoulda, yeah | 
| Shoulda heard it first time I kissed her | 
| Just don’t sound the same now | 
| That light it was perfect | 
| It was like a soundtrack to a small town sundown | 
| Soundtrack to a small town sundown |