Young Love - Kip Moore

Your daddy thought I was wrong for you

Thinking back your mom did too

But two wrongs never felt so right

It was written in the stars

For two young and wild at hearts

To sneak out late into the night

You’d climb in and take my hand

And you slide on over, on over and we’d ride

'Cause young love don’t know nothin'

When the radio plays you sing along

When she’s holdin' on

You just can’t get close enough

You swear it’s sent from above

It’s real, it’s good, and it’s young love

Remember that time you were supposed to be

At your friend Kate’s and not with me

In Panama City a hundred miles away

And that damned old truck of mine broke down

Your old man cussed me out

And swore that’s the last I’d see your face

But I’d pull into your neighbor’s drive and cut the lights

And you slide on over, on over and we’d ride

'Cause young love don’t know nothin'

When the radio plays you sing along

When she’s holdin' on

You just can’t get close enough

You swear it’s sent from above

It’s real, it’s good, and it’s young love

Oh, yeah

There was really no way of knowing

But look at us, baby, we’re still going

Young love don’t know nothin'

When the radio plays you sing along

All damn night long

You just can’t get close enough

You swear it’s sent from above

It’s real, it’s good, and it’s still young love

Young love

Oh, yeah