Bonfires and Strawberry Hill Lyrics

We were young and we were wild

Sippin' Boone's Farm, smoking Black and Milds

Rockin' Dad's pickup truck on a Friday night

Three doors down the street from her house

She snuck out quiet as a mouse

Put her in drive with the stick shift between her legs

Headed to Padre with pallets to burn

Bunch of kids with a lot left to learn

Not a care in the world, future bright but unclear

It was, bonfires and strawberry hill

Singing campfires songs, man I get chills

Holding on to your girlfriend tight

In puppy love, so wrong but it felt so right

The dunes caught fire and we had to go

When the flames raged out of control

In a convoy of trucks, headed back to town

Got stopped by the cops that night

He said "pour out your beer son or it's jail for the night

Switch seats now she's driving herself home

Now the stick shifts between my legs

I'm stealing kisses up and down her neck

Wishing were back in front of that fire

It was, bonfires and strawberry hill

Singing campfires songs, man I get chills

Holding on to your girlfriend tight

In puppy love, so wrong but it felt so right

Don't take the girl on the radio

Singing into her eyes, we both wanted more

It wasn't meant to be, her mom was waiting outside

The next day I waited for her call

When the phone rang, we talked about it all

Reminiscing about last night and fun we had

When it was, bonfires and strawberry hill

Singing campfires songs, man I get chills

Holding on to your girlfriend tight

In puppy love, so wrong but it felt so right

Bonfires and strawberry hill

Singing campfires songs, man I get chills

Holding on to your girlfriend tight

In puppy love, so wrong but it felt so right